The influence of each human being on others in this life is a kind of immortality.
John Quincy Adams (1767-1848)
The reason? A dear friend is losing his battle with cancer. He has asked his hospice nurse to hold off increasing his pain meds until Monday so that we (his group of friends from work) can come visit him at his home today, because once his morphine is increased he will be less alert and sleeping too much to have many visitors.
I am anticipating a long, quiet car ride back home today as we all contemplate the impending loss of this wonderful, creative, thoughtful, funny man who is leaving us much, much too soon.