Just learned a friend took his life lastnight. I'm feeling a lot of mixed emotions. I am angry at him. And terribly sad. And some guilt that I didn't know he was in need. I'm reeling and trying to process, it's quite impossible to sink in as yet. Doesn't seem right. It is changing my perspective on nearly everything. I'm at work, but I am aching and feel like I'm in some void or alternate reality.
Yet another reminder that tomorrows are not promised. Yesterdays are gone. All we have is right now. I am so lucky to be turning 50 when so many people I've known didn't make it. Being older is a privledge and a blessing. Too bad our culture suffers from ageism. It truly is a miracle to be alive.
