I know this is suppose to be a forum for a loss of a partner, but if given the chance, I think my friend Todd and I were headed there.
Todd passed away on Tuesday from an unexpected liver problem. Today was his funeral. I've just been so beside myself trying to figure out what happened. He was hospitalized a few hours away from me and I regret not being able to see him before his condition got worse.
I've known Todd since 2007 and we've been chatting online since then. In June, we met for the first time in person. He was always hesitant because he didn't think that I would like him. Boy, was he wrong. He took my breath away and exceeded my expectations in so many ways.
We spent a few hours together that day and that was the last time I saw him.
A month later, he went to the ER thinking he had dehydration. He was admitted and was sent home because his blood test turned out good. A few days later, he was back and he never came home.
I have never had someone so close to me pass away, at least not since I was really young. It just breaks my heart to know that I will never hear his voice again or see his face. The only memory that I'll have is of us in those few hours that we spent together.
It's hard to move on when the one you cared about is gone. The one that I wanted to spend more time with and was planning to get to know more on a personal level. The one that I know, with more time, could have been my other half.
I recently befriended one of his best friends and he has told me one of the most heart-breaking things I've ever heard since hearing about Todd's passing.
"He's talked to me several times about you. He really liked you and would have spent all the time in the world with you if he could. I know that you were important to him."
I hope he's okay wherever he is.
I'll miss him everyday.