Everything Happens for a Reason

Day 210:

If you've read the previous 209 posts at this point Conor, you've surely realized that some of these posts are far more deeply thought out than others.  Simply in the sense that, some days, nothing really 'happens'.  Other days, dreaded things happen.  And then of course there are the days where wonderful things happen.  The most wonderful things...  Human nature though seems to favor our remembering the dread...  Something as simple as a poor experience in a restaurant to something as devastating as losing a loved one, the bad experiences will shape you if you let them.  The human condition...

Of course, this can work in two ways.  Remembering the bad experiences will remind you to take care when those moments resurface.  And they always resurface, Conor... Be it not going back to that restaurant where you had the poor experience, or perhaps better understanding your emotions when you feel the pangs of loss.  The other side of course, is finding the moments that bring you peace and embracing those.  Living through those moments.  Loving those moments...  Remembering those moments eternally...

The reality is, life is hard enough without our making it even harder by hanging on to the negatives.  And again, human nature seems to make those moments stand out more than they should.  Certainly more than life's finer moments.  More than we want them to anyway.  But the moments spent loving who you are, who you're with, what you're doing both individually and collectively and remembering all the little moments that got you there in the first place, that's when you feel enlightenment.  That's when you realize that every single moment; every conversation, every experience, every emotion happened for a very specific reason.  Your reason.  And when you DO realize that, Conor, you feel absolute elation.  For those few who find serendipity, well, you can only feel happy for them.  And I do...  Truly.

This evening I rode out to meet the Fairfax Harley Owners Group at Patriot Harley Davidson in Fairfax Virginia to personally thank them for their thoughts, prayers, and efforts in raising money for my friend, Ziggy.   I was joined by several others who would ride for Zig... Who would be there to show our appreciation for those supporting our close friend.  Doug, Jim, Bryce, Chris, Nelson, and Jeric all rode with me to stand before these 100 or so motorcyclists just to say thank you.  And frankly, I could personally stand to do that more myself...  Just saying thank you and remembering the moments, good and bad, that put you there in the first place.

To you, Conor, I say 'Thank You'.  You're being my Son is making every moment better than the last, and I'm learning to live again because if it.  Thanks, Boy'O.  I love you, eternally.
-Dad