“TOUGH MUDDER CHALLENGE”
Sometimes you think you’ve handled things well and suddenly without warning 10 years after a tragic event the tears come flowing as if it were the latest news.
This happened to me yesterday as I read in our local paper the “Arran Banner” about a group of 20 somethings from the island who took part in the military style obstacle course called the UK Tough Mudder 2013 to raise money in memory of their friend Lucy Ford who died in 2003 of a brain hemorrhage at the age of 16. Lucy was my son’s best friend, but she was also a part of our family life as she lived next door for a while and grew up running rings around her real and surrogate big brothers. She was smart as a whip and caused many rueful laughs among the adults with her common sense approach to things and her “no nonsense” attitude to being surrounded by the village boys in our football field. She later played rugby at Arran High and had no respect for gender restrictions along with her best friends.
The group raised £3000 in the challenge which will be divided equally between the Clarke Lister Brain Haemorrhage Foundation and the Arran Mountain Rescue Team.
It’s hard to know where those 10 years have gone and surprising to find out how spontaneous the pain still is at such a loss in our lives. I cherish the time when these young people were deciding what to do “when they grew up” which they had to do quickly in 2003 as Lucy was not the only teenager to be lost to us that summer. That they should get together 10 years later and honour her memory shows that though they still remember they are taking some action and achieving something quite spectacular.
I remember sitting one day looking out my living room window when a little white car pulled up outside and began to unload one long pair of black clad legs after another, followed by the red T-shirts of Arran High prefects. It was like some kind of strange beetle unfolding as I watched, metamorphing into five long tall sixth year boys who are now scattered across the world, following their destinies.
Now it’s my grandgirls time to go through those years of exploring who they are and what they want to be. It will indeed be interesting to see what they decide to do. I hope as they grow that life will spare them the grief that Simon and his friends had to face.
The good thing is that they have a “team’ of parents, grandparents uncles and aunts to support them as they go through the long-legged beetle stage (after all, it’s not gender specific). That “team” will hopefully be able to help and advise when necessary and “let go” when appropriate. They are lucky girls!
“FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL AUGUST 2013”
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