Little update on my Pops. Many of you followed along with my posts about having to make a literal bolt from Ft. Worth, Tx to Joplin, Mo. to be with my family and my pops last week. I had to leave behind momma and my little man because time was not on my side and mentally I cant even fathom driving hard vs. riding hard. So, I asked for prayers from yall and rode hard. Since, I have returned home. Today, I got the call. He took a turn for the worse. This evening he past, peacefully. This is hard. But right now all I wanna do is hop on my bike and never stop. I was going to trailer the bike back home but theres such a hole in my heart... Its gonna take another 1,000 miles of round trip to begin to even start healing. Something about Harley Davidson that helps heal the wounds. The sound. The wind. The freedom of thought and expression. Youre not enclosed... Youre in the elements. You can feel the very essence of Mother Nature at its best. Im going back home. In the wind again. Love you Dad.
Posted on: Fri, 17 Oct 2014 01:16:48 +0000
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