May 15, 2009 15:20
Paws here...
My best friend passed away today at the hospice. We moved him yesterday and I spent the night with him watching him and helping him whenever he asked me for something. The last thing he said to me was I was his best friend he ever had.
This morning, he told me he wanted me to get his toothbrush and a pair of shorts at his home, and insisted I leave. As soon as I left the hospice and made it to his home. They called me. I had wished I was there, but I suppose he wanted me to be away beccause I couldnt handle it.
I've had family pass on, and some friends, but Chuck was more. There is a void that I cant explain. I thought being dumped by a guy you loved hurt, but this is nothing like it. I went by the house and de-gayed it and took some things that where left to me. I cant turn around without seeing his smile. He was to retire sunday from teaching.
I miss him.