... what if it were my husband?

dancingshaman aka Alex, my friend of many years and married to one of my best gal pals of many years, died tonight while I was out.

Thank God, I called him last week. Thank God, he was lucid and laughing and made me laugh, too. We had such a good talk. It wasn't a good-bye talk. It was a "I'll talk to you soon" thing but stuff that needed to be said was said. We had plans to talk next Monday. I was going to teach him to Skype.

I don't know what's going on now with the funeral and stuff. If there is one, I'll be flying down for it.

I'm pretty tore up with conflicting thoughts and out-of-control emotions.

Godspeed, Alex. I'll miss you.