Motorcycle truths and tragedies

I have a story to share...not a story as in " Once upon a time".....
My cousins' son died Tuesday. Motorcycle. Semi-truck. Deer. Wisconsin. Those are all the details we know at the present time. ( although I am sure more details have been discovered, or figured out, and just not passed on to me yet). He was the motorcycle rider. Tuesday night was a beautiful 99% full moon, and as I came out of class that night, I remember saying a little phrase I would say to my children when they were smaller. " I see the Moon, and the Moon sees me, God Bless the Moon and God Bless Me". I wish I had known to include Wes in my simple little prayer that night. Maybe He did know, and a worse fate lie down the road for my second cousin, and that is why he is now at rest with my Lord. Another dimension that adds pain to the situation is the age of Wes. He was 23....same age as my brother, John, who was also killed on a motorcycle, doing a friend a favor. ( His friend had wrecked his bike, and was only worried about his helmet, so my brother went back on his motorcycle to retrieve it....foggy night, cement curb, end of story. Knowing my brother, he would do it again, to help a friend and fellow biker.)

As the motorcycle season is wrapping up for those of you in the Western Pa/ Eastern Ohio- it's down to being able to ride comfortably ( weather wise) into weeks, not months.....just take that extra second to take a second glance, take an extra second to get to your destination, take an extra second to let someone know who they are in your life, in case you don't get the second chance to do it later. Thanks.