Wednesday, October 21, 2015
Yesterday, I wrote about a bike rider killed not too far from here. I just assumed it one of the many bike riders that ride down out road all the time. I found out later last night it was my friend Mindy. She was my bike riding partner when I first got my bike last Spring. She lives up the road from me about a mile. My husband was sitting outside yesterday about 3 when he saw 2 people riding side by side heading North. He said it looked like 1 bike, they were pedaling just alike together. Talking and laughing.
Mindy had gone to Bible study and it had just let out. So her and her daughter Jessie headed out for a bike ride. I do not know why they went all the way down W. Cove Rd. and got on 193 heading North. They were right at Prospect Rd. when a guy turned into the road and hit Mindy. Knocked her so hard she was airborne. Said he never saw her. Jessie saw the whole thing. If they had just been 10 seconds sooner or later, it would not have happened.
So there is an investigation. They are doing an autopsy and her body will be released Saturday. Funeral will be Sunday.
I am still in shock. She is the sweetest lady. Just so gentle and nice and patient. A little younger than me. Such a good friend. And neighbor. Her and her husband Bobby came a few years back when my husband was so bad off and brought us some fresh deer meat he'd just killed. Mindy had just sent me a text a few days ago asking us to come to their place for a Sunday afternoon church get together.
I just don't understand this. We are not promised our next breath. Or hour. Or day. I know she was prepared. Her heart was right. I know where she is right now. But I still don't understand how something so horrible could happen. Just like that. Here one minute. Gone the next. This world has lost an angel.
I'm going to plant some forsythia bushes along my driveway for her. They were her favorite spring flowers. She called them "ForMindya" bushes.
And I am going to sell my bike.