A Friend Dies

One of John’s friends has died. He also had cancer and I met him in that process. Two couples at chemo. His more advanced. His death predicted and delayed. His wife tired from the getting ready and then more waiting. On the weekend he had gone into hospice. Sunday he died. The sharp difference between “he is dying” and “he is dead”. Now an obituary, now a body, now different kinds of words and prayers. I am sad for his wife and his family. Sad for John to see this man he knows die. To see up close this reminder that this is what cancer does. And for me? Sad too and scared.