Sympathies to you and yours. Her pain is gone.
"I want you to enjoy your bike."
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El Toro
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This story is of another who suffered the same sadness and may be inspirational.
Our hearts go out to those who are suffering and in pain.
This story is of another who suffered the same sadness and may be inspirational.
Our hearts go out to those who are suffering and in pain.
BikerGeek99
Yeah, it's a concrete corn cob. So?
Dang. I hadn't checked in on this thread in a little while.
I don't really have any words other than condolences to you and your family, Mac.
I don't really have any words other than condolences to you and your family, Mac.
Enn
Well-known member
MCA, my deepest condolences for the loss of your wife, the whole finale has been heartbreaking.
Now, go riding and keep posting here.
Now, go riding and keep posting here.
Old Guy
Well-known member
mcatrophy, I just found this thread and read it in it's entirety. We will almost certainly never meet, but we do know you through our visits here. My heart goes out to you and your family. My deepest condolences.
John d
Well-known member
I've followed till now with not a single post, because these situations are so difficult for me to process. Your wife can never be replaced, you can only remember with fondness and pride. Going forward, I hope you adapt well to enjoy life's other pleasures.
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yanktar
Over the hill--and going faster!
MCATrophy:
I am so sorry. There is nothing I can think of to say other than I don't think it would hurt so much if your 47 years and 8 months together weren't the greatest joy of your life. I guess it hurts so much because she gave you so much.
I was just away for 2 weeks, in "Paradise", yet after a week I missed my wife and son terribly and was SO glad to get home, lousy weather and everything. And that's just 2 weeks.
I hope her passing was easy and you are able to remember her with love and carry on.
YT
I am so sorry. There is nothing I can think of to say other than I don't think it would hurt so much if your 47 years and 8 months together weren't the greatest joy of your life. I guess it hurts so much because she gave you so much.
I was just away for 2 weeks, in "Paradise", yet after a week I missed my wife and son terribly and was SO glad to get home, lousy weather and everything. And that's just 2 weeks.
I hope her passing was easy and you are able to remember her with love and carry on.
YT
mcatrophy
Privileged to ride a 2018 FJR1300AS
Today was her funeral.
She had told us what she wanted for a ceremony; simple, quiet, no weeping and wailing. We gave her that as best we could, though there was plenty of weeping.
She had told us what music she wanted, she asked her sister's husband to deliver a eulogy, though left it to us what was in it. The eulogy was a tribute to her, told of her qualities of kindness, quiet determination, a loving and caring sister, wife, mother and grandmother. There were her skills of providing meals for two people or two hundred, her extraordinary needlework that she did, not to show, simply to achieve a superb quality. We put some of her work on display at home after the funeral. Those who weren't familiar with what she did were amazed at her work.
Her daughter and sister (with a just little help from the menfolk) put on a buffet in her style, went down very well. A fitting tribute in its own way.
There were people that I'd not seen before that had known her. All praised her in one way or another. Even a nurse from the hospital ward where she had spent much of her last weeks said all the nurses there loved her, would spend as much time as they could talking to her.
I used our television for a slide show of pictures that included her (there were very few of just her, she hated her photograph being taken), I was in tears telling of the various scenes, knowing nothing could ever be repeated.
Her ashes I will spread over her garden that she loved so much.
To remind myself of what a lucky man I've been, I'll quote part of the closing paragraph of her eulogy.
"[she] will live forever in our memories. She dedicated her life to others and positively touched so many lives. She leaves us a legacy of gentleness, unassuming quiet dignity, thoughtfulness, compassion, diligence and humour. But greatest of all, she has left us with an enduring example of what it means to be a caring and loving human being."
She had told us what she wanted for a ceremony; simple, quiet, no weeping and wailing. We gave her that as best we could, though there was plenty of weeping.
She had told us what music she wanted, she asked her sister's husband to deliver a eulogy, though left it to us what was in it. The eulogy was a tribute to her, told of her qualities of kindness, quiet determination, a loving and caring sister, wife, mother and grandmother. There were her skills of providing meals for two people or two hundred, her extraordinary needlework that she did, not to show, simply to achieve a superb quality. We put some of her work on display at home after the funeral. Those who weren't familiar with what she did were amazed at her work.
Her daughter and sister (with a just little help from the menfolk) put on a buffet in her style, went down very well. A fitting tribute in its own way.
There were people that I'd not seen before that had known her. All praised her in one way or another. Even a nurse from the hospital ward where she had spent much of her last weeks said all the nurses there loved her, would spend as much time as they could talking to her.
I used our television for a slide show of pictures that included her (there were very few of just her, she hated her photograph being taken), I was in tears telling of the various scenes, knowing nothing could ever be repeated.
Her ashes I will spread over her garden that she loved so much.
To remind myself of what a lucky man I've been, I'll quote part of the closing paragraph of her eulogy.
"[she] will live forever in our memories. She dedicated her life to others and positively touched so many lives. She leaves us a legacy of gentleness, unassuming quiet dignity, thoughtfulness, compassion, diligence and humour. But greatest of all, she has left us with an enduring example of what it means to be a caring and loving human being."
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El Toro
Innocent Bystander
Very nice. It sounds like it was a wonderful celebration of her life. You are a lucky man indeed.
Best,
Glen
Best,
Glen
Teehaml
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Beautiful... you are very fortunate to have had that kind of love.
Stay strong mcatrophy.
Stay strong mcatrophy.
Craigar
Well-known member
Thank you for sharing Mcatrophy. Very touching indeed.
You are in our thoughts and prayers.
You are in our thoughts and prayers.
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Bugnatr
Well-known member
So very sorry for you MCA. We are all grieving for you... and with you.
Your beloved wife will live on forever in the hearts of all those that she has touched.
Your beloved wife will live on forever in the hearts of all those that she has touched.
Uncle Hud
Just another blob of protoplasm using up your oxyg
There's not much to say, except, "I'm sorry, brother."
HotRodZilla
GOD BLESS AMERICA
Still very Sorry Mac, but very glad you had that type of celebration. I know it doesn't feel like it, but you are a lucky man. Love like that is hard to find. You did it right!
rogdeb
Scouser
exskibum
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The last line of your post has left me in tears here, Mac. Nothing more left to ask beyond that and the love you shared between you.
mcatrophy
Privileged to ride a 2018 FJR1300AS
A few pictures. They will mean a lot more to me than to you, but you may like to see a little of her.
(Click on any image for a larger view, click on that for the original)
On our honeymoon. Just as I press the shutter release, she decides the view over the lake wasn't pretty enough.
One of the very first photographs I developed and printed. Taken about a year after we were married, this copy was in my wallet for many years.
With our son, a few weeks old
With daughter, aged about 3
On the London to Brighton veteran car run
On our (sorry, her) 40th wedding anniversary (long story about the pink paint)
On a holiday in Japan, we go into a wedding dress shop, where she wants to look at the various materials. The assistants insisted on dressing her up in a kimono, even though they knew we wouldn't be buying anything.
On the beach of one of the Galapagos islands. This is a fairly typical pose, staring out over water.
A lake in the Lake District National Park. There's that pose again.
With our granddaughter, who, a week before, she had delivered at the top of our daughter's stairs when daughter decided to give birth a little early and too quickly to get professional help.
Her 70th birthday, daughter cooks us a meal.
Teaching granddaughter to embroider at three and a half. Only eighteen months ago.
I might post up a few pictures of her embroidery to show off some of her skills.
A taster (we used this as a motif on her funeral Order of Service). The original is about 3 inches by three inches.
(Click on any image for a larger view, click on that for the original)
On our honeymoon. Just as I press the shutter release, she decides the view over the lake wasn't pretty enough.
One of the very first photographs I developed and printed. Taken about a year after we were married, this copy was in my wallet for many years.
With our son, a few weeks old
With daughter, aged about 3
On the London to Brighton veteran car run
On our (sorry, her) 40th wedding anniversary (long story about the pink paint)
On a holiday in Japan, we go into a wedding dress shop, where she wants to look at the various materials. The assistants insisted on dressing her up in a kimono, even though they knew we wouldn't be buying anything.
On the beach of one of the Galapagos islands. This is a fairly typical pose, staring out over water.
A lake in the Lake District National Park. There's that pose again.
With our granddaughter, who, a week before, she had delivered at the top of our daughter's stairs when daughter decided to give birth a little early and too quickly to get professional help.
Her 70th birthday, daughter cooks us a meal.
Teaching granddaughter to embroider at three and a half. Only eighteen months ago.
I might post up a few pictures of her embroidery to show off some of her skills.
A taster (we used this as a motif on her funeral Order of Service). The original is about 3 inches by three inches.
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RossKean
Well-known member
Marvelous photos and memories. (The first photo doesn't show for me for some reason.)
Once you get things sorted and cry with family for a little while, I think you need a road trip so you can do as you were told and "enjoy your bike".
Get away for a week or so, ride some nice roads and see some stuff. Some solitude is called for to think and remember. I wish you well!
Once you get things sorted and cry with family for a little while, I think you need a road trip so you can do as you were told and "enjoy your bike".
Get away for a week or so, ride some nice roads and see some stuff. Some solitude is called for to think and remember. I wish you well!
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