Life Is Short
#1
It was a spring day like this last year, where its still cold out, but when the sun is shining down it feels nice to be outside.
I was eating my lunch outside with a co-worker, for the first time of the season, my phone rings and its my friend Mike, we chat for a minute, I tell him how I would call him back that night when I got home, I never called.
Same marina, same type of day, im eating my lunch, and I wonder why I have not heard from my friend Mike, we would always go a month or two without getting together, somehow manage to find ourselves in the same places on the weekend now and then.
It was the same crisp spring say, same table Im eating on, I figure let me give him a call. His dad answered the phone, who sounds just like him, and after realizing I am looking for Mike Jr and not him, he says "you must be calling for my son", he had a slight sound in his voice, I figured maybe they werent talking or something, they did work together.
He says how he passed away last year from a ceribruil hemmorage
Im speechless, dont know what to say, shocked I tell his dad how he always spoke so highly of his home life and of him. When I aplogized for not knowing and how I felt bad, he told me not to, that it felt good to talk about his son and that he cant believe how many people still call looking for him, I tell him he was a well liked guy and he will be missed. He tells me how Jr got engaged last spring- probably why he was calling me that day
So today on this day I am sad for my friend, and I realize that life is too short, it seems like only yesturday we were going to Great Adventure together, all of us on my coach watching movies...and now he is gone.
I was eating my lunch outside with a co-worker, for the first time of the season, my phone rings and its my friend Mike, we chat for a minute, I tell him how I would call him back that night when I got home, I never called.
Same marina, same type of day, im eating my lunch, and I wonder why I have not heard from my friend Mike, we would always go a month or two without getting together, somehow manage to find ourselves in the same places on the weekend now and then.
It was the same crisp spring say, same table Im eating on, I figure let me give him a call. His dad answered the phone, who sounds just like him, and after realizing I am looking for Mike Jr and not him, he says "you must be calling for my son", he had a slight sound in his voice, I figured maybe they werent talking or something, they did work together.
He says how he passed away last year from a ceribruil hemmorage
Im speechless, dont know what to say, shocked I tell his dad how he always spoke so highly of his home life and of him. When I aplogized for not knowing and how I felt bad, he told me not to, that it felt good to talk about his son and that he cant believe how many people still call looking for him, I tell him he was a well liked guy and he will be missed. He tells me how Jr got engaged last spring- probably why he was calling me that day
So today on this day I am sad for my friend, and I realize that life is too short, it seems like only yesturday we were going to Great Adventure together, all of us on my coach watching movies...and now he is gone.
#4
I hate it for you, it always sucks losing a friend, even those that you haven't heard from in a while.
It does make you stop and think for a while. I've kinda hit a similar point in my life where I fell like I need to slow down and start enjoying all the little things.
It does make you stop and think for a while. I've kinda hit a similar point in my life where I fell like I need to slow down and start enjoying all the little things.
#5
That has to be one hell of a shocker. This is the sort of story that motivates me to bring my life around, live each day like it's my last.
I feel kinda stupid for being worried about my (ex) girlfriend..
I feel kinda stupid for being worried about my (ex) girlfriend..
#6
[quote name='venomrx7' date='Mar 17 2005, 07:40 PM']I hate it for you, it always sucks losing a friend, even those that you haven't heard from in a while.
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I would have heard from him sooner if was alive, he was the type to get on the phone, im not a phone person, if someone calls me I talk but Im not the type that calls people that much, just always been like that
but I think I need to sit down now and then and go through the numbers more often and call people more.
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I would have heard from him sooner if was alive, he was the type to get on the phone, im not a phone person, if someone calls me I talk but Im not the type that calls people that much, just always been like that
but I think I need to sit down now and then and go through the numbers more often and call people more.
#9
[quote name='Rob x-7' date='Mar 17 2005, 06:30 PM']I would have heard from him sooner if was alive, he was the type to get on the phone, im not a phone person, if someone calls me I talk but Im not the type that calls people that much, just always been like that
but I think I need to sit down now and then and go through the numbers more often and call people more.
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I should start doing the same thing. There are a lot of people that I should get in touch with that I haven't in years.
but I think I need to sit down now and then and go through the numbers more often and call people more.
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I should start doing the same thing. There are a lot of people that I should get in touch with that I haven't in years.
#10
sorry to hear it.
my best friends lil sister got into a car accident and has been in a coma for the past month.
when i heard that it knocked me right on my ***, the worst part was seeing my buddy so torn up...
he also lost his father when we were like 10 years old, i was there when he died. very tramatizing experience (i lived across the street and was always at his house)
that family has gone through too much...
my best friends lil sister got into a car accident and has been in a coma for the past month.
when i heard that it knocked me right on my ***, the worst part was seeing my buddy so torn up...
he also lost his father when we were like 10 years old, i was there when he died. very tramatizing experience (i lived across the street and was always at his house)
that family has gone through too much...