Death Is Such A Waste

My best friend of 56 years died a couple of days ago. We were college roommates. He had fought cancer for fourteen years. He was an extremely brave man in his fight against the disease. He kept his sense of humor during his battle against Cancer. When I would call him his usual answer was, “I’m not dead yet.” He worked as a Therapist until these last couple of weeks. He was a wonderful Therapist. He possessed a great deal of knowledge as well as wisdom. Many Therapists have a lot of knowledge but little wisdom. At the beginning of those last couple of weeks, he made the decision to cease treatments. He knew what he was doing. Those last couple of weeks saw his significant diminishment and death. I will miss him greatly. He loved me and accepted me as I did him. Death is such a waste. The world will no longer have the advantage of his wisdom, knowledge and skill as a Therapist. I believe death is one of the functions of the evil that inhabits this world. Evil seeks to diminish and destroy. I hope in that other dimension of life my friend will have all of his abilities and be able to continue making use of them. Maybe that’s a part of what redemption means. Peace, my friend.