Disclaimer: this is not a running related post.
When you have to say goodbye to a friend, who has died far too young, it is a pretty stark reminder to live your life and spend time with those you care about.
Today I went to a friend’s funeral. A former boss and colleague who also became a friend. He’d moved away and twice in recent years I’d hoped to meet up for coffee and a chat. It didn’t happen though. When I was up there, he was inevitably down here – typical!
Luckily I did see him at some work related meetings in the last couple of years but when someone is gone, it’s those missed opportunities that stick in your throat – maybe that’s what the big lump is that makes your eyes water.
I could say so much about my friend and it would never be enough, so maybe I’ll just leave it with a reminder to always grab life by the danglies and always make those coffees happen. It has to be good coffee and also fairtrade, of course!