Last night, a work­ing col­league of mine died because of a heart dis­ease. He wasn’t only some co-worker, but a friend you could really talk with. He shared the wis­dom of his 60 years with me and I trusted his advice on more than one occa­sion. Since I don’t believe that his very essence still lives on in another realm, I don’t think that he has a bet­ter live now. What I do know, how­ever, is that he lived his life well. He was of a refresh­ing and funny sort, always ready to jape about some­thing. I’ll miss him.

Peace of mind, peace of spirit, peace of soul. Good­bye, old friend.