I normally do not feel that old. I mean I am going to be 42 in just over 2 weeks, but I never really felt… old. Maybe it is because I am a guy and since we mature much slower than women I haven’t really felt that old. But life has a way of changing that.
A couple of weeks ago I was on my Facebook and catching up on the goings ons with my old friends and I arrived at a post that just made me feel much more than my soon-to-over 41 years. I came across a status update that one of my high school classmates had passed away. I have no idea why this affected me so much. I mean I knew the guy… in high school. We never hung out. We had different friend circles. I had neither seen nor even bumped into him since graduating, yet it affected me.
Maybe it is because he was only a few months older than I am. Maybe it is because I didn’t think of any of my friends were at the age where we needed to attend each other’s wakes or funerals.
It seemed like just yesterday we were graduating high school and wondering what we wanted to do with our lives for the rest of our lives. And then, in the blink of an eye, we are 40 + years old and some of us have already passed away.
I feel bad for Mike because he left behind a wife and 3 kids. His kids now have to grow up not really knowing their dad because his life ended way too soon. I still have no idea what happened. All I know is that all my old High school friends on Facebook posted pictures, goodbye messages, memories and the like. I do remember him from high school and he was always a nice guy. I know I cannot even imagine passing too early and leaving my wife and daughter behind, not being there to see our little boopah grow up, get married, go to school and such. I can’t imagine not enjoying my wife’s hugs when she leaves for work in the morning or the weekends we make sure we do something together.
I have to say… Mike, I am sorry I was so overly shy in High school and did not have the privilege of knowing you better. I apologize to all my high school friends who I do not converse with as often as I would like nor see. I do wish everyone is doing well and having happy lives!

My writing process is VERY, very simple. The problem isn’t the process… it’s finding the time to move my brain ideas onto the blogosphere. That is the problem. There needs to be more time in the day! I would say I can’t wait until we start to terraforming Mars so we can live there, except we would only receive an extra hour per day. And that extra hour would be an extra hour of the boopah fighting going to sleep and throwing her food on the floor to let us know she is done!
sound like a plan! That usually also includes adding of photos, if I have anything to add and editing the document so that it fits into the constraints of my blog theme. Of which I am still trying to find a theme I REALLY love!



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