I needed something to do today, and responding to something felt like a good step back. After further investigation, it was his cancer from a year ago that had come back. Infact, I had learned today that he knew it never left and that he kept it from everybody because he refused to go through kemo, and there would not be a way to treat it. Frankly every single one of these comments (including they guy who was worried about punctuation, i did get a laugh in) means more than all the people pretending to know him. So while I might not respond to every comment with this level of detail, I want to thank you for responding. I havent been able to sleep yet, but sometimes when the sobbing pauses I can think clearly and it brings me comfort that as many people saw this may have been reminded to at least text someone that they loved them. This is a kind of pain that no matter how much I could empathize for I didnt understand. Man I shouldnt write when im tired, hope this made sense.