EVERY now and then, people come into your life that make you
wonder how you ever managed without them.
There haven’t been that many in my 58 years but that just
emphasises how special they are when they do appear.
When they come along, they change your life. They add to it,
their friendship enriches it and their guidance helps you make more right
decisions than you would otherwise have done. They make you a better person,
because you learn from them how to be towards others.
Diane was one. Everyone who knew Diane was the better for
it. She had that effect on people. When I lost her, I thought my world had
ended. But she soon put me right on that score. She made me turn my life around
and in so doing she made me meet some wonderful, new friends.
She’s the driving force behind the posts on this blog. Every
now and then I’ll think of her and I’ll find myself suddenly thinking of something I
need to put down in writing. It’s happened again tonight.
This post was originally going to be selfishly all about me and what I
did today – my first major bike ride in quite a fair bit of traffic plus more lengths of Horwich pool ahead of this impending "fun" triathlon next month.
But that’s not the most important thing that happened to me
today.
The best part of today was to spend time with two of these very
special people I’m talking about, to realise just how much they mean to me and how much they have quickly become such a big part of my new life now.
I can do so much more physically now in terms of running,
swimming and cycling than I could before and it’s an amazing feeling – but it’s
nothing compared to what it means to have discovered friends like these. Like I say, this isn’t the post they were expecting to read
after our exploits today.
But their kindness has made me realise that even if I
could bike a thousand miles, swim an ocean and then run across a desert it
wouldn’t mean half as much to me as those few (shaky) miles I did today and the joy of just being in their company.
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