Less than a year ago, Mom shocked us all by buying a motorcycle; months after she had caved and let my dad get one (also shocking). She was so excited to get out and ride yet this lovely disease reared it's ugly head.
She hasn't been able to ride much and has been lonely and wanting the freedom of the ride. Enter Billy and the amazing friends and family who rallied together and came up with Valerie's Run.
These amazing people all met up on motorcycles and rented a trike for Mom and Dad to ride. When I pulled into the lot and saw all these bikes lined up for Mom, I was overcome with awe. Seeing these people take an interest in riding along with the family and affording Mom an escape from the disease was beautiful.
The horde of bikers and myself (following closely in the escort car) rode through the beautiful mountains of Golden and Boulder here in Colorado. Let me tell you...I have lived here my whole life and I was still amazed by the beauty of the scenery.
I have always fancied myself more of an ocean girl, I am my happiest when I can smell the ocean and hear the waves. However, I have always lived here and most of my time jaded by the mountain scenery. Yet, when I take the time to venture into the silly giant rocks, I am taken aback by the beauty. Those trees towering above us and growing strong between the rocks are amazing.
When you enter this state you are greeted by a old wooden sign that welcomes to you 'Colorful Colorado'. I always thought it was silly because I don't often notice the colors that this state has to offer. But look at those trees, so many shades of green cutting into the endless blue sky. It's gorgeous. I guess I can learn to accept the beauty more often. 😜
There is beauty all around us. This state is beautiful, my mom is beautiful (look at her smile after the ride ♡), the love and support from others is beautiful and for the most part....this life is beautiful.
Beautiful in it's own crazy way.
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