I Hate You, Cancer

New Year's Day is usually a time to celebrate new beginnings, but, for me, today was probably the last time I will see one of my best friends alive.

He has cancer.  He has fought and fought and lived longer than he was "supposed" to.  He is one of the strongest people I've ever known, but now he's dying.  It's close.  

He kept saying he was sorry.  He said he wished we had more time to talk, but he didn't have the energy.  And I didn't need him to talk.  I already know.

I hope he knows too.