I know, I'm rarely this elegant, but it's one of those days. Today was a friend's funeral. He was 43. He left a wife, and stepdaughter who adored him, a grandchild and another one on the way. His parents, in-laws, and younger brother were all there to bury him.
My friend had lymphoma. He had undergone regular radiation and two clinical trials. Nothing worked. My friend was a kind, gentle soul who had so much good in him. It sucks that he's gone.
This isn't going to turn into a rant against fate or a call to turn one's life around. Rather, I just want to say that miss him and I wish we would have spent more time together.
Off to see Metallica tonight.
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