I started riding when I was 14 years old (had a blue Motobecane in France where I lived as a kid [like the one in the picture]), and before then always dreamed of riding one day.
Later, in my early twenties, I only passed my car test because my employers wouldn't allow me to travel between sites on my bike.
I'm now 53, have never stopped riding, and have never contemplated it...it's what I am.
My wife used to ride but stopped in preference of being a pillion, so we tour and travel together.
My 18 year old son aims to take his bike test next year.
I sincerely feel for those who have lost loved ones. Life is fragile whatever we do and wherever we are, but we all do live for a period of time.
It's how I choose to live that's important to me. My family understand, and I am very grateful for that.