"We are created by being destroyed." -F.W.
Basin Sagolsun!Allah rahmet eylesin!I am sorry to hear of your loss, my condolences to you and your family. The continued suffering would have been too much for him and the family. Peace and patience and kudos to you for being there for him at the end...
Murat,I know you do not know who I am, but I am going to tell you. If you look at the video your wife took at your last Wells Ave race, I am the guy in blue watching from accross the street, leaning against the pole. I started racing at Wells last year, I got absolutely demolished in my 1st race, went back the following week just to watch. I was parked in a driveway by the street, and you showed up in your minivan with your wife, mother-in-law I think, and your son. At this point, I was only a spectator to the races, as I got so killed the week before, and decided to train more before I raced again. Anyway, while you were racing, I got on my bike to fool around on the course while the races were taking place. I met your wife and son, he had that little bike with no pedals that he always has. I told your wife my story about getting killed the week before, and she encouraged me to keep trying, the season was only 1/2 way through. I will never forget her words telling me not to give up. I was going to ride to the backstrech to watch, and your son asked to ride with me, we spent about 15 min. tooling around the parking lot, which was quite enjoyable. I have a 3 year old girl myself and enjoy little kids his age. Since then, I returned to the races with legs shaved and in better shape, and got dropped over and over last year. This year I now can actually finish with the C group, a major breakthrough 3 weeks ago after getting lapped at least twice every time. I was a pro skier for many years, and it finally hit me: shift to a higher gear, stupid!! It worked. I always look for you and watch for you in the A race, I remember you showing up late one week, starting during the first lap, seeing your wife preparing your bike and holding it for you while you were getting dressed, my wife won't even show up!! You are an impressive rider, i always look for you in the race. I somehow came accross your blog, started reading, and I truly enjoy your writing and jokes - they are too funny. My wife's father has had Alzheimer's for 8 years now, he is in the nursing home, totally unaware of who he is or anything. My wife is sort of going through the same thing you are, or were. I am sorry about your father. You brought a tear to my eye when I read about the legs that raced 45 years ago, I feel for you. I hope your riding can help heal your wounds, your family that I met that day in mid July last year is very nice. I hope to see you at wells this year, your family has been a big influence in my young bike racing career. Good luck,John Cummings
I know your pain and feeling of hopelessness.Unfortunately Murat we enter this world alone and we must leave alone, but your father takes with him the love of his family that cherished him so much.He gave you strength and you have great family memories and words of wisdom that can never be erased.I wish you strength and patience to get over this tragic event in your lives. As the lovely John Cummings pointed out, you have so much to live for, a wife and son who adore you.It is not this day that you will remember, but the awesome and magnificent times that you spent with your father.I extend my sincere condolences and deepest respect to you and your family.
Murat, I have been oblivious of what was going on for sometime. I have been trying to catch up in your blog and have not had a chance to write to you being occupied in my mundane routine we so foolishly value in our small worlds. But I had my prayers (as much as they count for me up there) with you. I am genuinely sorry. I knew Rifat Amca as the cool Dad most kids wanted to have; an artist, a sportsman. In a sense a lot of the things most people yearn to be. He just had it. I remember him playing us Uskudara Giderirken in his Kanun that he gracefully made. And all who played them admired his talent. That’s what he will live in. In the songs of the Kanuns he made. I will stop writing now. Please call me when you come back. Kaan
no words can really describe things....our thoughts are with you and your family.....andy and gulay
Basin Sagolsun, Murat.Stay strong my brother, stay strong. Only the forgotten truly die.I cannot imagine the pain you and your family must be going through, but you were all there with him to the last moment; and that's as good as it gets. We shall only be so lucky.My condolences to you and your family.....
Basin Sagolsun Murat
So sorry, Murat.
My condolences to you and your family Murat!kindesthans
I don't think I have ever read two more powerful words than "lost him."It was something that took all the air out of my lungs---I gasped when I read it. And this is AFTER I already read your posts about your father's funeral.But knowing something is gone and realizing it's absence are two totally different things. I do hope every time, in the coming future, you realize your father's absence in another way or have that sharp sense of loss again, you will also realize that your father is still with you. He's inside you and inside your son, and in the memories your wife has of him. He's everywhere actually. Seriously.And you're right, he will be watching you more easily in future races.Basiniz sagolsun Murat.
I just read now. Basin sagolsun Murat. I am sorry and my thoughts are with you..
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