Two Years

Two years ago today my father rode strong,

In the blink of an eye his life was withdrawn.

 

In all of these days – from back then until now,

Not a moment goes by that it doesn’t affect me somehow.

 

So many times when I wish I could speak to him,

I have questions with no answers, and so much held within.

 

My heartbreak is the same every glorious day,

The pain is proving that it will never go away. 

 

Today isn’t full of grief or tears,

It’s full of memories, my loved ones, and all these wonderful years.

 

 

Biking with my dad

 

Wearing his jersey on my 125 mi bike ride this weekend - mud only makes you stronger!

 

His Cookie Monster Jersey - With me always.  Biking is something that helps me to feel closer and more connected with my dad.

 

Yeah, he raced in snow :)