Missing Maurice

I don’t know why but I have been thinking all day about my friend Maurice who died some years ago of ALS. Maurice was a wonderful man in so many ways and I have no idea why the powers that be saw fit to take him from us. For some reason I am missing him with a raw gripping agony that more than once today had me holding my hand over my heart in near physical pain.

There are people out there who are healthy, happy, and who seem to want to inflict pain and nastiness on others, and my friend who did not have a mean bone is his body is gone.

Perhaps I can channel my inner grief into a good run tomorrow. I will certainly try.

I really miss you Maurice.