We all have very busy lives. We focus more on ourselves and immediate family circle as we plod, trod, race through this life we most hold dear. Sometimes we lose track of our extended families with such a busy schedule we run. Next thing you know, people are gone and upon our reflection, we wonder why it happened and what we were doing that we allowed these people to escape our company and some of our time.

Such is the case with my neighbor and dear friend. We have done many things together and enjoyed deep conversations on varying subjects. Our “busy” schedules with work and family have lessened the times we get together, other than some occasional banter over the fence. I’m use to his habits as he is with mine. I was away for the month of May and some of April. He usually takes a sibling outing during that same time period but little things were out of place. Children were mowing the yard. I didn’t see the grill smoking from the meal being cooked. Didn’t hear that Chevy pickup rumbling to the store or work. And the window of the man-cave has been shut for much too long. I caught his wife mowing the yard and inquired about his presence. The response I received was not what I expected. He is the same age as I and found out in March that he has cancer. He has done the chemo and radiation and is very weak; not seeing visitors. We are both proud people and keep things from others. And sometimes we keep it from each other as to not cause burden or concern, which is the case here.

My friend is with family and I offered to take all burdens from the women during this crisis so that they may focus on their Dad and husband. I don’t know how this will turn out and I don’t know whether my friend will shun his pride and allow me to see him in this depleted state. Wish I could talk with him again. I was able to converse with him right before this happened but it just doesn’t feel like enough to satisfy me now. No NASCAR, no vehicles, no Nats, no politics, no work; all things that were on the routine conversation menu. I pray my friend gets through this but, anymore, moving late into life, I pray I am able to talk and see those people that have made my life what it is. This is but another reminder to all that we only have the current day to do what we need to because tomorrow just might not be there. Call someone. Visit someone. Leave no regrets.