SAD

Our neighbor Bob passed away last night. Bob was a really good man - a little strange, a little quirky, but a genuinely good person. And he was a good friend - it makes me very sad. He's had a rough couple of weeks, as he was in the hospital for 5 days after having a diabetic seizure. His daughter called BJ to ask him if we would go check, since he wasn't answering his phone, and BJ found him on the couch, pretty much unconscious. I noticed that I hadn't seen him the prior day, and thought about going over to check on him, but I didn't. I can't help but wonder if I had - if I could have gotten him to the hospital sooner - in time to save him. Or maybe not, maybe he was okay at that point, and was just spending the day inside, resting. Who knows. But I do wish that I had listened to the little voice that said I should go check. I think that I was scared - scared of what I might find... But I wish that I hadn't been.
Bob and I had a conversation when he got back from the hospital - we were sitting out in his backyard, talking about what a nice evening it was - and he smiled and said "Aren't we so lucky to live here, in such a beautiful place"?
He used to cut flowers from his yard, and bring them over, becuase he knew that I liked them. He would bring us tomatoes from his garden, and a giant zucchini or two... And he loved it that I would bring Jordan over to admire all of the crazy psychodelic windmills that he had scattered all over the place. I used to talk about how tacky they were - but in a way, I'll miss them. I'll miss Bob.