400

I waited too long again to write. I am not tired this time, I did have a plan, but sometimes life strikes.

I was finishing up my lunch for tomorrow as a Facebook notification hit my phone. I didn’t react immediately, as I tend to ignore notifications more recently. I can always react at a later time.

A few minutes later I got ahead and read it. It was a former classmate from secondary school. Suddenly, another classmate had a deadly accident last week.

The classmate writing asked if I would help to pay for a memorial wreath for the grave. Away was the exciting feeling that I passed 400 days of continuous writing today.

Although I’ve seen several deaths through my life and paramedic life. But it is always different if you don’t know the person or if the death was so long ago, you can’t even remember the face of the passed one.

We weren’t good friends back then, at least as far as I can remember, but we spend four years in the same class. The fact that we were the same age doesn’t make it any easier.

No fun celebrations for me today.