Anniversary

All this week I have been reminding my friends and family about sharing the road, so that cyclist can ride in the road with cars without any harm. Today it has been 5 years since my husband was killed by someone driving motor-vehicle who crashed with him while he was safely riding his bike in the bike lane. It is surreal to think that 5 years have passed, that he is no longer living, that we still miss him so much, that it's still so hard to think about what happened and about not having him in our lives. It is surreal to think about how fragile our lives are, and about how much we suffer when our time or our loved one's is up. In a way it feels good to feel sad, it's strange to say that, but reminds us how much the one missing was loved, how powerful that person was towards others and how meaningful the relationship was. It's an acknowledged sadness, a calm one. Melancholy maybe.

Toda la semana he estado recordando a mis amigos y familia que es importante compartir la carretera, para que los ciclistas puedan ir por la misma via que los coches sin danhos. Hoy hace 5 anhos desde que mi marido muriera porque fue atropellado por un coche que se choco con el mientras el iba seguro dando una vuelva en bici en el carril bici. Es increible pensar que han pasado 5 anhos, que no vive ya, que le echamos tanto de menos, que es aun tan dificil pensar en lo que paso y no tenerle en nuestras vidas. Es increible pensar en lo delicadas que son nuestras vidas, y pensar en cuanto sufrimos cuando se nos acaban los dias o a algun ser querido. En cierto modo ensta bien sentirse triste, es estranho decirlo, pero nos hace recordar cuando quisimos al que no esta, lo importante que fue esa persona hacia los demas y lo significativa que fue nuestra relacion. Es una tristeza reconocida, tranquila. Quizas sea melancolia.