That Which does not kill us...
I am not sure that is the best title for my post but it seemed right at the moment.
Someone who I was friends with from the past (hs days) killed himself on Easter. He and I have not been in contact since I moved to DC. He was my former boss and friend. His life had changed dramatically since we used to hang out. He was a party who was always the life of the party. When he killed himself he was married with two small children. I am rather confused as to why he did this. I never knew him to be an unhappy person. I feel for his family who have to deal with this loss for the rest of their lives. It is a drastic reminder that being done in this life is not for us to decide because it is so unfair to those we leave behind.
The reason I even found out about this friend of mine is because of another very dear friend of mine. He and I were friends in hs and college but after I moved away he always made a big effort to stay in touch with me. He randomly calls me and checks in. Whenever I go to KC he makes sure to schedule time for us to hang out. He is married and has two beautiful little girls. He is one of the best men I think I know. After 9-11 when he would call he always ended the conversations with 'I love you'. He is a fire fighter so I understood that he wanted to make sure that the people in his life know that they are loved and important to him. That truly touched me that I was included in his circle of love. He is the person who let me know about my other friend. They were very close friends back in the day, but not so much lately. And now again when we talk on the phone he ends our conversations with an 'I love you'. It makes me want to cry. He is such a sweet good soul. I am lucky to have people like him in my life.
He reminds me that it is important to tell the people around you how you feel. Let them know that they matter in this world. You never know, you may just save their life with three simple words and genuine feelings.
Someone who I was friends with from the past (hs days) killed himself on Easter. He and I have not been in contact since I moved to DC. He was my former boss and friend. His life had changed dramatically since we used to hang out. He was a party who was always the life of the party. When he killed himself he was married with two small children. I am rather confused as to why he did this. I never knew him to be an unhappy person. I feel for his family who have to deal with this loss for the rest of their lives. It is a drastic reminder that being done in this life is not for us to decide because it is so unfair to those we leave behind.
The reason I even found out about this friend of mine is because of another very dear friend of mine. He and I were friends in hs and college but after I moved away he always made a big effort to stay in touch with me. He randomly calls me and checks in. Whenever I go to KC he makes sure to schedule time for us to hang out. He is married and has two beautiful little girls. He is one of the best men I think I know. After 9-11 when he would call he always ended the conversations with 'I love you'. He is a fire fighter so I understood that he wanted to make sure that the people in his life know that they are loved and important to him. That truly touched me that I was included in his circle of love. He is the person who let me know about my other friend. They were very close friends back in the day, but not so much lately. And now again when we talk on the phone he ends our conversations with an 'I love you'. It makes me want to cry. He is such a sweet good soul. I am lucky to have people like him in my life.
He reminds me that it is important to tell the people around you how you feel. Let them know that they matter in this world. You never know, you may just save their life with three simple words and genuine feelings.