This post seems unreal to me, I'm not sure how much I have to give to it.
So I'll be brief.
A few days ago, I lost my best friend.
Even though he had been sick for a long while, and declining in health, it was a
It was unexpected.
An unattended death, they called it.
My head has been spinning since. Trying to absorb it, trying to accept it.
I'll be ok, because that's how I roll, He wouldn't want it any other way.
I hope that he is no longer feeling weak, and tired, and sick.
I pray that he is free of all of that, and if he is, then I'm willing to put up with this ache,
until we meet again.