I am in the process of helping my brother's wife go through all their belongings and prepare her to move. I am dealing with his death pretty well. I still expect him to text me or walk in the door but I think I'm over the hardest part. That said, standing in his garage looking at his stuff is difficult. Holding tools that I gave him, looking at things that he held dear and used often has been a struggle. I am kind of a minimalist at heart but I am having a hard time picking things of his I'd like to keep and not just keep everything that will remind me of him.
I keep staring at his dirt bike. He bought it a little over a year ago and we got to spend quite a few days riding last year. I invited him multiple times to go ride with me over the last few months and he always had some reason he couldn't but told me to keep asking him. I just have this deep rooted feeling that if he had taken me up on the offer that he would still be here. Riding/racing bikes has saved my life. I couldn't deal with all the stress life entails without that outlet. Maybe I'm projecting my feelings onto him. I don't know.
This is the last picture I have of him. We rode with my dad to the north rim of the grand canyon on ADV bikes in February. You can't tell from my expression, but it was an awesome day. Things like this keep him alive in my heart. I think I'm going to keep his bike and we can ride it together. Thanks for reading my rambling.
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I am SO sorry Chad. That sounds so incredibly hard to navigate… 😢I am in the process of helping my brother's wife go through all their belongings and prepare her to move. I am dealing with his death pretty well. I still expect him to text me or walk in the door but I think I'm over the hardest part. That said, standing in his garage looking at his stuff is difficult. Holding tools that I gave him, looking at things that he held dear and used often has been a struggle. I am kind of a minimalist at heart but I am having a hard time picking things of his I'd like to keep and not just keep everything that will remind me of him.
I keep staring at his dirt bike. He bought it a little over a year ago and we got to spend quite a few days riding last year. I invited him multiple times to go ride with me over the last few months and he always had some reason he couldn't but told me to keep asking him. I just have this deep rooted feeling that if he had taken me up on the offer that he would still be here. Riding/racing bikes has saved my life. I couldn't deal with all the stress life entails without that outlet. Maybe I'm projecting my feelings onto him. I don't know.
This is the last picture I have of him. We rode with my dad to the north rim of the grand canyon on ADV bikes in February. You can't tell from my expression, but it was an awesome day. Things like this keep him alive in my heart. I think I'm going to keep his bike and we can ride it together. Thanks for reading my rambling.
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This echo's a lot of what is in Of Boys and Men by Richard Reeves. Its a real problem, and its going to take a concerted effort to get past it. My wife is an assistant principal at an elementary school, and she frequently talks about how she sees a lot of socialization issues with boys that weren't there 10 years ago.Article in the Trib:
Opinion: Boys and men get everything, except the thing that’s most worth having
The 20-year-old college student and gamer I met in Cedar City, Utah, didn’t seem particularly amused by his own joke that he was a cultural cliché. He lived in his grandma’s basement, and barely left the house except to go to classes. He spent the vast majority of his free time online — playing...www.sltrib.com
I struggle with this a lot in my own life but also see it in my students all the time.Article in the Trib:
Opinion: Boys and men get everything, except the thing that’s most worth having
The 20-year-old college student and gamer I met in Cedar City, Utah, didn’t seem particularly amused by his own joke that he was a cultural cliché. He lived in his grandma’s basement, and barely left the house except to go to classes. He spent the vast majority of his free time online — playing...www.sltrib.com
I think you're strong for saying it. For sure there's other people that don't suck, that are lucky enough that for what ever reason they don't have this problem. This thread is prime evidence to me that there's plenty of guys out there that DO have this problem, and talking about is how we get past it. We don't have to be lone wolves against the world. We don't all have to be the strong silent type. We evolved to live in groups and lean on each other and there is strength in recognizing that in the face of societal pressures that tell us to behave otherwise.Even saying this little bit makes me feel like a little B&%$^.
I know some of my Son's feel similar to this, very different circumstances but they don't have any real, quality friends and they are in their 20's.I struggle with this a lot in my own life but also see it in my students all the time.
For me it was how much I moved in a very short time frame when I was in my pre teen years in which I think it's super important to build established friendships. If I recall correctly I moved 6 times from the time I was 10 to 12. Then to put the nail in the coffin the neighborhood we finally settled in had a very strongly established friend group of young men that had relatively aggressive LDS standards and had spent their whole lives in that neighborhood. All that made them not want much to do with the new kids in the neighborhood that were a mixed back of Church values/activity. Made it all too easy to just isolate and play video games.
Then to add on to that the few friends I had developed in school all burned me pretty hard when I was 16 and I was done with trying to make new "real" friends. I'm pretty sure every friendship I've had since then has been superficial besides my wife, and it's very hard to try and have her understand this issue.
Lastly my fierce independence doesn't allow me the strength to ever express my real feelings or struggles. Even saying this little bit makes me feel like a little B&%$^. Now that I'm an adult with a wife, 2 kids, 3 jobs, and a mortgage I see no future possibility of ever building deep friendships.
In short, I get this. I haven't had real friends in years. Maybe other people don't suck and I'm the problem.
Now that I'm an adult with a wife, 2 kids, 3 jobs, and a mortgage I see no future possibility of ever building deep friendships.
This x100000. For one, if you don't reach out to others and try to befriend them, it won't ever happen. Since moving about 2.5 years ago we found ourselves surrounded by some great people and we've made efforts to spend time with all of them outside of big group hangouts and stuff that's centered around our kids being friends. We've invited them all to dinner separately and really only 1 couple out of 4 really took off. But it's good to be able to say it's not for a lack of effort on our part. We still see the other neighbors regularly and chat with them for long periods of time but they're definitely not besties- which is fine. The one neighbor friends that did work out, we see all the time, we text and the best part is my wife is super close with the wife. That makes it super easy.I have made numerous invitations to others in my neighborhood to do an activity, join my wife and I for ice cream, etc. Most never happen, a few happen with little excitement, but one or two have been good.
So, my point is, it does take effort, but is very much possible and worth while.