My friend, Phat Jack is dying. I went to visit him yesterday evening at Christopher House, the local hospice where he's staying. He was asleep most of the time. But he woke up enough to smile at me when I got there. Then later on, I was sitting by him on his bed and he looked up at me and said, with great urgency, "I missed you."
I'm not sure if he knew who I was right then, but it really touched my heart. I'm going to miss him quite a bit.