Last week was tough for me. I learned that a very good friend of mine had died of a heart attack. The troubling thing was that his family didn’t know he was dead because he paid for them to go to the beach for a weekend trip. They returned after the trip and he was missing. He’s not the type to go missing so they were considerably worried but thought that maybe he may have gone to play golf with the crew as they sometimes do.
Word spread that he was missing and we all posted flyers and posters on social media in hopes that he would be found safely. Finally things were resolved when the coroner and police showed up at his house a few days later and made the family aware that he had a heart attack while driving his car. Apparently he had been sitting there for quite a while before anyone took notice and finally called an ambulance. Unfortunately when he arrived at the hospital he was dead on arrival. They didn’t have a phone number for him and they went to the address that was in his wallet and no one was there because they were all on a trip. They finally came back because they needed to figure out what to do with the body.
All of this made me realize that I don’t take good care of myself like I should. I used to find time to just pamper myself or just be a better me. This one hit hard though because he wasn’t that much older than I am and I am seeing this happen far too many times lately. I plugged back into the real world this morning and now I have some catching up to do. I have a few phone calls to reply too and I have a ton of emails to answer.
I have to unplug more often though as this was the most stress free weekend I’ve had in months. I worked out, I ran, I watched football, I played video games, I bonded with my seed and I actually engaged with some folks on Facebook which I never really use.