A good friend of mine who was only 49 passed away 2 days ago April 07. He thought the world of me. We had a gufe falling out and reconnected this year. We made peace with each other. Last time we talked was early March. He told me that he had emphysema and the doctors said he had a few months to live. He was also being put on disability. Then he joked with me by saying if I married him I'd be the one getting his life insurance if he passed. He also told me he still loved me and wanted to spend the next last months with me.
I really hate he passed but I knew he wasn't happy. He regretted not taking care of his health. He always use to tell me how he wished he was a health nut like me. I can still remember our late night talks about life and how he always texted me in the morning with,"Good morning baby". God I miss that. When we first met it was at work and I was going threw a bad breakup. He talked to me daily and helped me get threw them dark days. He shared with me how he's been hurt by women. He shared his whole life story with me. He had a teenage daughter with his ex and he always said she helped him threw a lot.
Now here I am writing about our time together. Never imagine I would be doing this. But I hope he's happy and at peace.
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