District of Columbia

One of my good friends was at work a few years back; a retired cop and former marine. His retirement job was manning the front door security desk at a large corporation. One day, he just closed his eyes and died there, in his chair at the desk. No warning of any kind; at first people thought he was just napping.

A few weeks ago, another friend was playing volleyball with our regular old guy church gym volleyball group when he began to feel unwell. We stopped playing to check him out, and his wife drove over to take him to the ER since his symptoms weren’t too alarming. It turned out he was in fact having a heart attack; the docs put a total of 3 stents in. He is very health conscious and sees his doctor regularly, but had a time bomb ticking. He will be back playing volleyball in a few more weeks.

I’m thankful I’m still here. Maybe for a good while yet, or maybe not. 🤞🏼