MY OWN father’s nephew, an older cousin I never met died in a biking accident, so I was never allowed to own one by my parents. I remember them reiterating time and time again that anything with two-wheels is a mere disaster waiting to happen. But, I ended up married to an adrenaline loving junkie who thrives on thrilling extracurricular pursuits! Oh funny how fate works out.
As much as I want my bitter-half to get rid of his monster bikes for fear of the “what ifs” and “what could bes”, I can’t tell him to stop. I am not his mother. When I married him, he was already a lover of trail biking, motorcycle cruising, diving, and snowboarding. Even his own mother doesn’t stop him because he doesn’t inconvenience anyone, and she sees that doing these things help him to de-stress and make him happy.
I have to admit, though, that there are moments when I still get scared and nervous when he rides for several days. Anyone can be a smart driver, but there are also many idiots on the road. I guess, being told about my cousin’s untimely, brutal demise and his mangled bike as a child is something that has not left my system. My poor dear cousin who died so young. But now that I am also a mom, I can’t help but pity his mother even more. How heart breaking!
It goes against the natural circle of life for a parent to bury a child. I can’t help but think that at times, with an incident such as this, life can indeed be somewhat cruel. But on the flipside, no matter what happens, life will still always be beautiful because it is a GIFT. The sad irony that death reminds all of us is that life is extremely precious because it is tragically short and can end in an instant, without warning.
So do what makes you happy (provided you don’t hurt anyone)! After 20 years of knowing my spouse, I learned to quell my fears and just envelope him in prayers each time he hies off somewhere. The crazy thing is, all my three children love two-wheels. My five year old can even ride a junior motorcycle. (Truly children will not follow mere parental advice but your example.) And finally, I eventually found the guts to ride with my husband! He has definitely taught me and our kids: don’t fear dying, but fear not truly LIVING.
It doesn’t mean that’s a go signal to be stupid and reckless. For instance, the husband takes necessary precautions to make everything safe with protective gear, riding courses, planning safe routes, etc. If you’re stumped with one of life’s obstacles, you can give up or get creative to overcome it. Not doing something that you’re passionate about because you’re afraid of the possible outcome is the real tragedy. Excessive worrying is paying for interest on a debt you have not even incurred yet. Worry less and trust Him more.
The older I get, the more I realize that living a happy, fulfilled life is a choice. To illustrate: the other day I was eating my favorite sardines and sundried tomato pasta with olive oil made by my bff’s husband. My own hubby hardly cooks, but it’s ok because he has many other strengths. He has provided me a very comfortable life with room for little luxuries that always make me smile. Most of all, he is a very good father who has secured our kids’ future. Having a good life doesn’t mean you have it all. It means being genuinely happy and content with whatever small (or big) thing you have. Happiness as many say is definitely an inside job.
Really, in this complicated world full of trials and temptations, it takes work and conscious effort to choose to be happy because problems will never ever disappear. We acknowledge that these issues can hurt us and can even make us cry, but we opt not to dwell on them since we realize that they won’t last forever. Counting blessings amidst disappointments and trusting Him to lead us where we are meant to be always giving great comfort.
People who smile in public do not necessarily mean they have an easy life. Every single one of us encounters struggles. Some people just have the courage and fortitude to smile through their pain. The road to happiness, contentment, and success is always under construction...and you are its construction-worker. So bask in the ups and downs of this ride called life—all of us only have one!
P.S. Para sa kapwa ko sexy, maganda, at mabuting ina, paki bati ang mga lalaking naka-jackpot sa atin ng...Happy Father’s Day. Hehe. Have a good blessed Sunday!
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