My husband, who had dreamed of becoming an easy rider since his boyhood, finally bought a bike. He had been asking for my permission since he was much younger, but I always said no. I reminded him that he was our daughter's father and had to take responsibility.
A couple months ago, I sensed something was going on behind me. He started waking up really early and seemed like going somewhere. One morning I noticed that his car was still in our garage. I wondered where he could be going without his car. While I was enjoying gardening in the morning, he came home with a bike I'd never seen before. I asked him when he got it, and he had to confess. He had gone secretly to driving school to get his license and bought the bike. When I listened to the story, I was so upset.
When I shared this story with my British friend, he taught me the English phrase, "It's often easier to ask for forgiveness than to ask for permission." and said husbands and wives' relationships were often like that. Yeah, my husband exactly did that.
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Bikes are dangerous indeed! The first year I got mine, I broke my collarbone and had to go through surgery.
@BalaGiγOh my goodness! You scared me! I hope you are good now, and I hate I have to worry about my hubby. Sigh....
This reminds me of a very sad story. My cousin had two sons. One of them always wanted a motorcycle, but she said no because she was deathly afraid of them. So when he was 21, unbeknownst to her, he went out and bought one and kept it at a friend's house. He was in school studying to be an architect, so it was normal for him to be gone all day and come home in the evening. He'd park his car at his friend's house in the morning and ride the bike all day.
In the summer, the family decided to go to Paris on vacation. He said he couldn't go because he was taking summer courses, so his parents and brother boarded the plane one Saturday and off they went... and off he went β straight to his friend's house to get on that bike. Well, unfortunately, he got into an accident at around midnight that same night and lay comatose in the hospital. When his family arrived in Paris, they were notified at the airport of what had happened and had to get on a plane then and there and fly straight back home. His mother, my cousin, arrived just in time for him to die in her arms. They've never really recovered from that nightmare and it was like 20 years ago. Tell your husband to be very careful and responsible on the road β he has a family that loves him.
@CocoPop Wow...... thank you so much for sharing. I'm very sorry for your loss. Definitely I keep saying him to be careful. He got big influence from two of his friends and they go together when they ride on their bikes. I think it's still better for him to ride on his bike in a group rather than riding alone.
Absolutely, and if he's just going on rides and not trying to do stunts or racing other bikers, he should be ok. Let him enjoy his motorcycle and ask God to protect him π
He is an old man (one of my American friends calls her husband, old poop, lol) now, and I don't think he races with others but maybe he races with his bike friends. I have to keep eye on him. Men never ever grow up.
No we don't! π
Of course, not, lol
I am very sad to read your story. You told your husband to be responsible and when he took responsibility you complain. Yes, bikes are dandgerous but so are cars. I'm also sad that your husband felt he had to ask permission to buy a bike. Also that he had to secretly get his licence. Who knows your daughter might one day learn to ride to and go riding with her father. One of the big problems with society is when people want to be so safe that nothing can go wrong. Life is too short is another English saying and I sometimes feel that because many governments have gone overboard with rules and regulations to make sure nothing goes wrong, the young people get into extreme sports. Life is not meant to be safe. It's meant to be lived.
@MusiqueGraeme I agree with you that life is short and we should do whatever we want to do while we are alive. I totally agree with that we should live our own lives. I'm sorry that my post made you sad. I apologize you. Thank you for your opinion. Different people have different thoughts and this makes our world more interesting. I hope you can live whatever you want to do.
Thank you. Grammatically you should just say, I apologise. Or I apologised to him or her in other cases. Blessings
Thank you for correcting my sentence. I should write "Please accept my apology."