Found out today that a work colleague/friend has been given 3 months to live. We both work freelance and were meant to work on a project for the next 2 months. I've known him for about 15 years and while we never majorly stayed in touch when we didn't work, whenever our paths crossed, it always felt like catching up with a long lost friend.
3 weeks ago I started on current project and we spent a lovely week in the same office. He had stomach cancer last year and somehow foolishly I just thought - he is so lucky to have survived this - and was so pleased he was back at work.
We talked about his cancer and his worries - he has a wife and 2 very young children. I had a tiny cancer removed last year (nothing in the league of stomach cancer) and we both talked about how when we first heard the word "cancer" - both our thoughts were "I simply cannot die because my children need me".
Last week he found out that the cancer has spread to his liver and he has 3 months to live.
I'm not quite sure why I'm posting here, because I don't really want any advice. I'm just so upset for him because it is so unfair. I suppose I'm posting here because I don't want to break down in tears tomorrow at work, so maybe sitting here and typing about it and crying in the privacy of my home will make it more bearable hearing/talking about it in a work context over the next weeks.
It's just so bloody unfair.