Sadness
I just found out last night that a friend of mine who used to live on my street has died. He had a massive heart attack about two months ago, and finally died.
He was 32.
He'd always had heart problems his whole life, but it was just a part of who he was, not something we really thought about in terms of something that would actually kill him, as naive as that may seem.
I hadn't seen him for near 10 years, but was thinking of him a couple of weeks ago because I thought I'd seen him in a car. Obviously, it wasn't him, as he was in the hospital at the time.
Scary, and very sad.
He was 32.
He'd always had heart problems his whole life, but it was just a part of who he was, not something we really thought about in terms of something that would actually kill him, as naive as that may seem.
I hadn't seen him for near 10 years, but was thinking of him a couple of weeks ago because I thought I'd seen him in a car. Obviously, it wasn't him, as he was in the hospital at the time.
Scary, and very sad.