I just returned from a friends house where pictures were being looked at. Pictures from the last few years of their life. I realized how much a part of their life I wasn't. This was by my own choice for the most part but it was a very strange feeling.
This friend and I used to be attached at the hip. We knew everything about each other for the most part. I did not know one person in any of these pictures.
Later in the afternoon my friends father introduced to me to someone as his sons "best friend". I felt like I should correct him. Former best friend. There are obviously other people that he was much closer to then me. And that's OK. As I said this was a choice we both made. We had grown apart.
Just wanted to get this out of my head because I thought about it the whole way home.
I truly am glad he had so many people around him that loved him right up until the end.
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