Death has never been an incredibly difficult thing for me to deal with, as a modern American society we tend to push death aside and ignore it, act like it doesnt really happen at all, out of sight out of mind. I prefer to embrace it as a part of our all too brief existence and believe it can be a beautiful part of life. Earlier yesterday my best friend of 21 years passed away unexpectedly out of the blue due to complications after a surgery that the doctors and staff ensured was a 90% chance of recovery...never underestimate that 10%, as it can be in an instant a 100% chance of your entire life changing in a flash. My mother once told me (during one of her rare and fleeting moments of clarity), If you have one true friend in your lifetime you are truly blessed, and Matthew is that friend.. My last interaction with Matt was me telling him to essentially man up and figured his labored breathing, crying, and begging for me to not leave was nothing more than him being a big baby, after all, I was told he was going to be fine from the doctors. I had no idea he was dying. I walked out annoyed my friend was so weak and pathetic as a grown man. There are many many things I could say here, but words turn to vapor as they attempt to escape my lips, maybe they arent needed... The two year anniversary of my fathers death is on Tuesday, appreciate the people you have in your life, they arent around forever and rather you want to accept it or not, life, is extremely fragile and volatile. Happy Holidays.
Posted on: Sun, 30 Nov 2014 09:28:57 +0000
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