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Lost in a sea of memories, you sometimes forget why you started remembering in the first place. The journey, the path we take sometimes leads us homes we were not expecting. Today I was thinking about my friend from Cincinnati. He and I worked together on a helpdesk and had a great time; We were the only one answering questions on the helpdesk at the time, the senior or lead engineer was more interested in well wasting time than helping customers. We had a lot of fun. He and I went through the first layoff of the helpdesk. Sadly he was the 2nd person laid off; he had started two months after I had. But he got a job right away with a company in downtown Cincinnati.

We stayed in touch, and as my wife was pregnant with our daughter, we did a lot of things with him and his wife. The sad reality of life caught up with all of us. My friend found out that they had a sporadic form of Leukemia. He was sent to Seattle for a new experimental bone marrow transplant. At the same time, our daughter was born. After the treatment (he had a blast clipping articles from the Seattle times and sending them to me). We started making plans for when he could meet my daughter. It was something he wanted as well, to have children. But, because of Leukemia, he couldn’t achieve our daughter for a few months. The process was painful; he and I walked once a week on the phone.

Then, what seemed to me to be quite suddenly he passed away. I didn’t react well to his passing. He was young (actually two years younger than me). He was a great human being. He was my friend, and he was gone. That moment, that setup has shaped a lot of things I do since it happened. I have always been someone that cared for other people. But I learned from that moment to tell people when you care about them. In all our conversations, in our years of friendship, sadly, I never told my friend that I loved him. I didn’t get to tell him that he would always be a part of my life no matter what. Loyalty and friendship mean something to me. It means you help those around you. But never forgot to tell the people you care about that you care about them!

This work is Copyright DocAndersen. Any resemblance to people real or fictional in this piece is accidental (unless explicitly mentioned by name.)


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