Saturday was a very tough and emotional day for me. I attended the memorial for a former co-worker and friend who had died suddenly in December. He was three years younger than me. This was my second service in a three day period for someone who had died. Now that I am in middle years, I have come to realize that events like this will be happening more and more often.
The memorial was held at a beautiful new home of a couple that my deceased friend knew. Many of our former co-workers were also in attendance, so in some way, it was also a reunion. One of my closest friends drove two and a hours from another city to come to the memorial. A former high school friend of deceased travelled all the way from Colorado.
The reality of my own mortality and that of friends and family is now all too real.