Ode to my Bike...by Twy's Twavels

You were mine - 

the greenest bike that I ever did see.

I rode You -

for kms with my children happily seated in their attached carrier.

When the roads were too steep - 

You had gears that made it much easier for me.

30 til 40 - 

the years of my life that I was privileged to own You.

"Twy, you will probably be riding that bike til you're 50" -

the comment made by my Man just days before You left me.

My sadness -

You were torn from me...by greed, by desperation.

My loss -

You are no longer a part of my journey forward.

My future -

will not include You - my green Norco bike.

I hope -

You remember the good years and the good times we had together.

I know -

I will remember the joy of seeing You for the first time.

I feel -

a deep regret for the years we won't spend together and the way that You left my life.

Take care, my first Love - my first ever new bike -

take care - and may You know that You are missed.

I have decided to forgive the Thief that has chosen to take what doesn't belong.

I have decided to choose this path for my own good - although what was done is wrong.  

I am deciding to teach my children thru this situation about the emotions of grief and how I continually work to control my thoughts so that I don't become full of self-talk that destroys me and others around me.

 One of our last family rides on my dear green Bike in Moab, Utah.

Here's my last photo of You in my hands.

(My little Brother noticed my flip-flops...yes, I'm pro like that!)

My bike was given to me by my Man and my little Boy on my 30th birthday on March 17, 2008 and was stolen on May 17, 2018 without trace or clue.  I am choosing to move on and find joy again...however, being robbed is a grief and a violation in my life.

I recently read Eva Edith Eger's book called 'The Choice'.  In this small loss, I'm putting into practice lessons that I learned from her inspiration on forgiveness as she journeys thru a much more heinous situation.