J, my first 'I kissed a boy' kiss, a good guy and very long lost friend drowned on Wednesday morning after having an epileptic fit and drowning in the river back home. I found out tonight, and it hit me hard.
I didn't realise how much I still cared for him.
What else I didn't realise was one of my best friends, FrJ, was nearly hit by a truck tonight. Only a couple of metres. Thank the Lord and his angels he's still here.
Life is fragile and precious. We need to respect it more.
