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The Fragility Of Life
Blog Date - 30 July 2012
I heard some bad news this morning. A fellow member of the bike club has been knocked off her bike and is in a very serious condition. I know very few details and this is not the time or the place to go into them or make wild speculations as to what has happened. What is shaking me is that I was only speaking to her yesterday, I was stood in the sunshine as she sat on her bike, I was teasing her about the fact she had to work that evening. The incident happened last night, currently we're at the stage where no-one really knows what the final outcome will be.
I got the message this morning when I checked my emails. My stomach churned. It brought back some memories and also made me realise how others may have felt when I had my accident some 10 years ago.
When I had my accident I was "out of it" for a while, I suspect the young lady is also much the same. I was not involved with the event, my body was but not me. I was not party to the emails or phone calls, I did not hear the thoughts of those who knew me. Since that time I've been told much of what happened but it's all just another story to me, it has no direct relevance to me. I'm not a close friend of the young lady, we don't go out drinking together or hang out, but I know her, like her and would consider her a friend. In my head I have created this image of her lying in intensive care, battered and bruised and full of tubes. It's an image of her, or anyone, that I don't care to hold.
I also remember my recovery. Slow, painful and incredibly depressing. I would not wish that on even my worst foe. We all have different perspectives on life and we all experience events in our own unique way. I hope she recovers as well as I have but more importantly I hope she copes with the recovery better than I did.
I also remember the morning I had a phone call to tell me my gf at that time had been found by her son at the bottom of the stairs and he could not wake her. She was cold. About 10 minutes later I received another call suggesting I'd best get over to her place...she was dead. Much like the young lady in question I'd only seen her and said goodbye to her the day before. Since that time I logically know that anyone can be removed from my life at any given time, yet subconsciously I do not expect it and when it happens it comes as a shock.
From my own experience in the first week it was not myself that suffered as I was "not there" to suffer after my crash. It's those concerned family and friends that have to go through it for you. I wish those closer to her than I all the best. As for the young lady, she has a long and arduous road ahead of her. I wish her all the best on her journey too.
Reader's Comments
John Almond said :-
Nice words there Ren.
Regards.
John.
01/01/2000 00:00:00 UTC
Mum said :-
Oh Ren - What has happend? What a lovely commemt about this girl. I love you.
01/01/2000 00:00:00 UTC
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