We had sad news delivered to us over the phone last night. We were told that one of our family friends had passed away following a short illness.
He had been in contact with my father from his hospital bed so I foolishly believed that he was getting better and it was going to be okay in the end.
The last time I saw him was around Christmas and, as he was leaving and I was shaking his hand, he told me to take care of myself. I don't even know if he knew this was going to be the last time he would be seeing our family or not but I'll tell you this - I thought he would because I was saying I would see him next year because his visits over Christmas and New Year were becoming regular (he had moved and would make annual returns to catch up with old friends).
I don't know how to end today's post. I suppose the best thing to do is to end it with a thought - make the most of your hellos and goodbyes because you never know what is around the corner.