The midlife chapter of life is one that is riddled with change. The transition of children to young adult. The realization that your parents are becoming elderly. The stagnation of of career path. And last but not least, the accelerated loss of childhood icons, heroes, and most definitely family .
The door to midlife is wide open and a vacuum is pulling me through.
MIDLIFE +MOTORCYCLES
This site, MIDLIFEMOTOZ.COM exists solely for that purpose. Sure its centered around a lovely 2 wheeled machine (or 3 as we saw in an earlier post), but the reason it holds so much value at this point is freedom and mitigation. We have changes to deal with. Riding a motorcycle allows for a superb way to deal with life stress and to stay connected to others. Losses can and will happen at this point in our lives. Sometimes they come in waves.
When Loss Hits Home
In my case, the span of 2 weeks, the loss of 1 aunt and 1 uncle. Loss is one part of life we must all deal with. It presents you with many opportunities to question your own purpose, value, impact , and mortality. The loved ones that seem to quickly disappear create a rapid refocus of memories from my youth. The aunt that was always happy to see you. Always had life advice and welcomed you in to their home like it was some sort of oasis . A stopping point of hospitality. This isnt the first loss I’ve had in my adult days, but at this point (sitting firmly at 45), i see my proximity to both the front and back part of all of it.
Eventually, we take the place of those we are losing. Those aunts and uncles or even those grandparents. We have to deal with it .
There will be some sober rides on my list in the near future. Not depressing or dark, but reflective and mindful. One of the best moments on a motorcycle is when the clutter in my head clears and i can reflect back on those around me and the role I play in the puzzle of life.
I will ride and reflect. pause.. and repeat.
