Sudden death of a friend
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No words are good enough to sum up your loss but i offer my condolensces and best wishes.
A while back a young woman that I knew passed away suddenly, she had medical problems but unexpected nonetheless. I didn't know her well but saw her once a month or so and would stop and talk in the street. Strangely I took the news of her passing quite hard despite not being especially close, I think because she was a year older than me at 22. Still makes me sad thinking about what a waste of a life her passing was. Makes me determined to enjoy life and be grateful for what I have.
A while back a young woman that I knew passed away suddenly, she had medical problems but unexpected nonetheless. I didn't know her well but saw her once a month or so and would stop and talk in the street. Strangely I took the news of her passing quite hard despite not being especially close, I think because she was a year older than me at 22. Still makes me sad thinking about what a waste of a life her passing was. Makes me determined to enjoy life and be grateful for what I have.
Condolences on your loss. Maybe it’s just me, but I have always found the death of close friends particularly hard to deal with. Family, especially older members you expect it to happen at some point, but the death of close friends can be a lot more unexpected. I’ve lost a few friends over the last few years and it has been particularly difficult.
But time is the best healer and at some point in the future when the pain has gone you will remember you friend with fondness.
But time is the best healer and at some point in the future when the pain has gone you will remember you friend with fondness.
My condolences to you also.
I lost my brother when he was 42 when he came off his motorbike, and there is nothing like the emptiness and complete helplessness I felt when I got the call from my other brother saying he was gone. Totally unexpected, and it's not like he was ill and there was a chance of recovery - it's just so final. He left a wife and 2 very young kids.
As has been said, time is a healer, but the loss never goes away completely.
My thoughts go out to you and his family at this very sad time.
I lost my brother when he was 42 when he came off his motorbike, and there is nothing like the emptiness and complete helplessness I felt when I got the call from my other brother saying he was gone. Totally unexpected, and it's not like he was ill and there was a chance of recovery - it's just so final. He left a wife and 2 very young kids.
As has been said, time is a healer, but the loss never goes away completely.
My thoughts go out to you and his family at this very sad time.
My condolences 
3 years ago this month I lost my best friend of 36 years to cancer.
We didn’t live close to each other all of our lives and didn’t see each other every weekend but we were as thick as thieves, We shared conversations only very close friends could and had been friends since he was 14 and I 16.
When he first got sick I used to see him in hospital taking sweets he couldn’t eat, toffee he couldn’t chew and magazines that taught him how to sew or identify trains and of course other such magazines he had bugger all interest in
He got better after 6 months of horrible treatment and we were looking forward to a weekend of drunkenness and laughter during the summer if ‘15. On the Friday before our weekend he was told it had moved to his brain and his lungs We did what we could to enjoy that weekend l, I’ve got some great pictures and memories.
He went on holiday with his wife September 2015 and sadly fell ill on a cruise liner off Italy.
He was pretty poorly and I decided to surprise him and fly out and cheer him up. I booked flights to go out Friday come back Monday but had to change due to a work commitment. On the Monday early am as I sat on the aircraft ad usual I sent a text to my wife saying bye and we just about to take off.....
The aircraft suddenly parked on a taxiway somewhere on Gatwick and the captain apologised that we had lost our slot.......bugger...
On goes the phone, nothing to do for 45 minutes... ding ding...text from the Mrs saying please call me the moment you land. So I text back and she suggests we speak when I land......I thought bloody hell something has gone wrong at work, stop f
king about and tell me what’s wrong...
All I get is “I’m so sorry......”
Mark had died that morning as I whilst Sat on the aircraft trying to get over to see him As it happens I got to Rome or wherever it was, met his pretty distraught wife and spent the next few days helping her and helping arrange to get him home, talking to the embassy etc. so my trip wasn’t wasted.
By chance we have his widow here with us this weekend and we are laughing, eating and making more memories...and we hug and tears still flow. I’m sitting here with some dust or something in my eye as I write this, I thought we would grow old together, we talked about playing golf, going to Vegas, other holidays and bloody pensions FFS...
In some respects I have found losing my best friend more difficult than my Dad who I adored and worshiped. Not a day goes by without a thought for him much like my Dad but a mate is different.
Time does help and you’ll get on with life but whatever you do don’t forget the good times.
Sorry about the long post...
3 years ago this month I lost my best friend of 36 years to cancer.
We didn’t live close to each other all of our lives and didn’t see each other every weekend but we were as thick as thieves, We shared conversations only very close friends could and had been friends since he was 14 and I 16.
When he first got sick I used to see him in hospital taking sweets he couldn’t eat, toffee he couldn’t chew and magazines that taught him how to sew or identify trains and of course other such magazines he had bugger all interest in
He got better after 6 months of horrible treatment and we were looking forward to a weekend of drunkenness and laughter during the summer if ‘15. On the Friday before our weekend he was told it had moved to his brain and his lungs
We did what we could to enjoy that weekend l, I’ve got some great pictures and memories.He went on holiday with his wife September 2015 and sadly fell ill on a cruise liner off Italy.
He was pretty poorly and I decided to surprise him and fly out and cheer him up. I booked flights to go out Friday come back Monday but had to change due to a work commitment. On the Monday early am as I sat on the aircraft ad usual I sent a text to my wife saying bye and we just about to take off.....
The aircraft suddenly parked on a taxiway somewhere on Gatwick and the captain apologised that we had lost our slot.......bugger...
On goes the phone, nothing to do for 45 minutes... ding ding...text from the Mrs saying please call me the moment you land. So I text back and she suggests we speak when I land......I thought bloody hell something has gone wrong at work, stop f
king about and tell me what’s wrong...All I get is “I’m so sorry......”
Mark had died that morning as I whilst Sat on the aircraft trying to get over to see him
As it happens I got to Rome or wherever it was, met his pretty distraught wife and spent the next few days helping her and helping arrange to get him home, talking to the embassy etc. so my trip wasn’t wasted.By chance we have his widow here with us this weekend and we are laughing, eating and making more memories...and we hug and tears still flow. I’m sitting here with some dust or something in my eye as I write this, I thought we would grow old together, we talked about playing golf, going to Vegas, other holidays and bloody pensions FFS...
In some respects I have found losing my best friend more difficult than my Dad who I adored and worshiped. Not a day goes by without a thought for him much like my Dad but a mate is different.
Time does help and you’ll get on with life but whatever you do don’t forget the good times.
Sorry about the long post...
I know this isn't top trumps so apologies if anyone thinks this.
I worked with the same married couple in a coupe of places and got to know them really well. The wife of the couple died suddenly, in her sleep, aged 32. It was seemingly SADS and it absolutely shook me when I was told. I could sense something at work without even been told, and when it was confirmed it really put things into perspective for me as they had a young son.
It taught me life is cruel and whilst you can control many things in your life there always remains things that are absolutely beyond your control.
I worked with the same married couple in a coupe of places and got to know them really well. The wife of the couple died suddenly, in her sleep, aged 32. It was seemingly SADS and it absolutely shook me when I was told. I could sense something at work without even been told, and when it was confirmed it really put things into perspective for me as they had a young son.
It taught me life is cruel and whilst you can control many things in your life there always remains things that are absolutely beyond your control.
p4cks said:
I know this isn't top trumps so apologies if anyone thinks this.
I worked with the same married couple in a coupe of places and got to know them really well. The wife of the couple died suddenly, in her sleep, aged 32. It was seemingly SADS and it absolutely shook me when I was told. I could sense something at work without even been told, and when it was confirmed it really put things into perspective for me as they had a young son.
It taught me life is cruel and whilst you can control many things in your life there always remains things that are absolutely beyond your control.
Seems like I am doing it now but my partners Aunt moved to Spain after her husband died to live with her son who had moved out there about 2 years previously when he divorced.I worked with the same married couple in a coupe of places and got to know them really well. The wife of the couple died suddenly, in her sleep, aged 32. It was seemingly SADS and it absolutely shook me when I was told. I could sense something at work without even been told, and when it was confirmed it really put things into perspective for me as they had a young son.
It taught me life is cruel and whilst you can control many things in your life there always remains things that are absolutely beyond your control.
She had been there about 8 weeks when he didn't get up at his usual time one morning. She found him dead in bed from the same cause, he was 42.
She stuck it out though and has been there 12 year now, we are off the see her next week.
Sorry for your loss
Followed this legend on youtube for months battling a rare cancer, unfortunately he passed away yesterday aged 33
https://www.youtube.com/user/peeweetoms
Made me change my outlook on life.
Followed this legend on youtube for months battling a rare cancer, unfortunately he passed away yesterday aged 33
https://www.youtube.com/user/peeweetoms
Made me change my outlook on life.
wjwren said:
Life can be very cruel.
I'm not convinced life is cruel, but I know it's completely indifferent. The universe just rolls along, creating and destroying, and it doesn't care what kind of person you are or what you or those close to you think you deserve.Horrid people can live to be 100, and decent people can die in their teens. It's a bit crap really.
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