Talking with angels
Almost a month has passed since You left us and I can still barely gather my thoughts. All this time I have been all broken, lost, confused and furious. Your death shattered my whole world. I lost a role model, a cyclist I was inspired by and I cherished his victories like my own, but most importantly I lost a very good friend. Now I am high in the Dolomites on the altitude training, sleeping on 2340m while trying to talk with angels and make peace in my heart.
Dear Privi,
You impacted everyone who has met you. Your passion, dedication, grind and love for our beuautiful sport were something that inspired me since the first day I met you and your never-ending energy, pure joy and that approach to life... I am sure that in your 19 years, you lived every single moment to the fullest.
People like you, with that kind of love for life, pure joy from living, expressing the emotions like an unbothered child... that kind of people are very rare to come by.
That afternoon when we gathered with the whole Team Giorgi to say goodbye to you were one of the hardest days in my life. And your amazing parents... Now I see where you got your stubborness and your powerbank of energy from.
I am comforting myself that as long as we carry you with us in our hearts, you are not dead, at least not for me. As long as I carry you into every pedal stroke. I try to live with love and joy you had with you at all times and I won't ever forget you. So, as far as I am concerned:
As long as my heart beats, You are alive.
As long as I hear you shouting “Grinta cazzo grintaaa” whenever the legs burn. You are alive.
I want to do this for you. I want to be thrice as good of a person to make up for you. We are all meant to shine like children do, just like you did and I will do my best to catch-up. You made the world a better place just by existing in it. I am honoured to have called you my friend.
At the moment, I hate this sport more than anything. I feel like my mom’s worrying about me so much whenever I sat on the bike is completely justified. I know that you would want me to continue but at the moment everything seems pointless.
I want to honour you, to win for you, to win for us. Two kids, one trying to make the world a better place, the other one actually doing so by just existing in it.
I love you and I miss you Privi very very much. Keep an eye on me amico, I have big things in mind.
Fly high my friend. Take some KOMs up in the clouds…
Privi crazy as always
Tre Cime lighting up during the sunset while writing this
