Enjoying the ride

Taking a breakAt the end of Steve’s workday last week, we were out the door and on the motorcycle within five minutes. It was 87, blue skies all around us, hot, and humid. Storms were expected but by the looks of the sky they wouldn’t be here for some time. We rode up through Easton, stopped in Franconia and split a grinder then noticed the sky looked ominous toward the west. We headed for home via Sugar Hill then back the way we came on Route 112. It was obvious it was going to be close if we would make it home before the storm hit.

I was tense sitting on the back of the Harley, wondering if I would get hit by lightning or a falling tree. Suddenly I relaxed, realizing that if it was meant for me to go tonight—by go I mean die, of course—then so be it. Even when I saw the lightning and the rain drops on my helmet visor, I wasn’t overly concerned. I did spend some time thinking about possible places to shelter but left it up to Steve to decide what to do. Go for it was his decision, taking us on the dirt road by what my family calls “Pig Cemetery.” (A lifetime ago there were three pink baby pigs running around the cemetery!)

I actually stopped trying to control things twice that night. First I let Steve decide on the best approach for getting us home during the storm—hard to communicate anyway when you are wearing helmets!

The second time was when I just sat back and said “whatever.” If my time is up then no amount of worrying is going to change it. The girls will figure out the finances. Someone will take the cats. (But who will finish my novels??)

I wouldn’t have felt this way before my cancer diagnosis. Sure, now that I’ve had to endure the surgery and treatment, I certainly hope to live a lot longer. I want to see my grandchildren grow up to have children. But I can accept it if I don’t. What choice do I have?

That night I basically turned myself over to my higher power and enjoyed the ride. That’s pretty much what riding a motorcycle is all about anyway. As is living with cancer.

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6 thoughts on “Enjoying the ride

  1. Joy Fichiera September 16, 2013 at 11:35 am Reply

    Love this, Mom!!!

  2. Joy Fichiera September 16, 2013 at 11:36 am Reply

    Reblogged this on Savasana in the Suburbs and commented:
    An inspiring blog about giving up control and handing it over to a higher power…. from my Mom!!

  3. No Repeat Teach September 16, 2013 at 7:13 pm Reply

    Wow, beautiful.

  4. warrenscottmassey September 18, 2013 at 8:44 am Reply

    Reblogged this on I JUST WANT 2 RIDE!! and commented:
    My wife is a cancer survivor as well. This was most poignant about the ride and the cancer.

  5. Sherri September 18, 2013 at 2:14 pm Reply

    Inspiring, You gave me goosebumps.

  6. kierk1 September 18, 2013 at 4:28 pm Reply

    Great. Thank you!

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