now I am REALLY depressed about the world

Yorkpoker

Ths is one of those things that doesn't make any real sense. Just one of those stupid, fate-being-an-ass, sort of things and I have been dwelling on it all day and night.

I lost a friend to a car accident this morning and I can't get it out of my head. It was a stupid thing, I still don't understand it, but it really doesn't matter now. He leaves behind a beautiful, 6 month pregnant, 23 year old wife and a 14 month son. He was 25, a rabbi and a teacher, a golf buddy and a confidant. He had a bright smile, a quick wit and a wonderful outlook on life. He was one of those guys who made you feel like there was a purpose to life and that things work out ok in the end for everyone. I truly hope he finds peace on the other side, because he will be deeply missed.

I have been replaying the incident from any angle I can think of and I seem to come back to the same conclusion. Life is too short and precious for the BS to take over. It really is as simple as that. Your little stint on the planet will mean something to some, everything to a few and nothing to most. Please make sure that you waste as little time as possible and that you recongnize that we are all here but for the grace of God (or whatever you actually believe). To anyone I have offended, hurt or fought with on this forum, please allow me to extend my hand in friendship and warmth.

I am in a weird place and will be for a while. I am going to go and spend some time with his family and maybe reach some sort of peace with the universe. Reply if you wish, reflect if you can. I know that the people who read this will all have some sort of memory of someone like this and whether you choose to share or not is entirely up to you. I have found it helpful to hear stories about how life goes on and how joy finds its way into the deepest period of sorrow and mourning.

Signing off for a little while.

rgspence

Noah, I am greatly sorry for your loss, it is hard to find words to say to someone that has lost something so dear other than sorry, and it just doesn't seem like enough.

When I was 19, there was 6 of us that bought and rode crotch rockets together, we raced circuts, street and spent allot of time practicing tricks. We had no worries and wore the same colors and rode the same bikes. We all met in grade two, and thought we would grow old together.

Here's what happened to the 6.

When I was 20, I got in a bar fight and wound up doing 19 for assault cause bodily harm. While I was in Rich Wilkins, was T-boned on his bike on his way to work. He died instantly.

When I was 22, we were racing at Finch/400, on the way home, the police engaged us on the 427. Two of the guy's riding had no insurance. Mark Wilson decided to take the collar and fled, instant pursuit. Rounding a corner on a side road, Mark caught sand and wiped out at approx. 195 KM/H. He apologized to the police in his last breath.

When I was 25, Rob Gracey took his bike to Montreal for a circut race. He stopped at a bar for few drinks and during an altercation over a woman, was stabbed 8 times. Nobody saw anything.

Last summer, Dan Desimone, decided that it was time to get rid of his bike, called us on the Friday to go for one last ride in the morning, on his way to meet everyone, he was hit by an oncoming car.

My brother and I (who as of last week are not talking), are the only two left out of that group. Everytime I hear Pink Houses by John Cougar (one of our party fav's) I cry like a little school kid, and think to myself "It has been a strange turn of events that has led me and everyone else in this world to the point that we are at right now, and it is incredible that such circumstances has brought me and you(s) here to this point of/in time."

And I will gladly shake your hand in friendship and warmth, regardless of the manflirting.

Graham

My sincere condolences to your friend's family and to you, Noah. Take all the time you need but I hope we will see you again, you've got many friends here. The death of a friend/family member can force things into a new perspective for awhile but in the interest of remaining sane we're forced back into a sort of reality where we can accept, but perhaps not dwell on the fact in our minds that each day we rise may indeed be our last.

stpboy

Echoing the words of my fellow forum mates, I'm truly sorry for your loss. The only thing, other then my own prayers, that I can offer are the words you can find in Rabbi Harold Kushner's book When bad things happen to good people. Give it a read if you can, it has been known to be very helpful in times like these.

stp

FrogKing

Those whe loved will live trough us in memory.

Sorry for your loss mate, i know how you feel.
Share is wisdom with your loved ones.