My best friend has terminal cancer.
I know him longer than 40 years now, and I can say he knows me better than everybody else.
When life was hard for him he went away. Never wanted to talk about thing then. And he did the same when he got cancer.
The only one who sees him now is his wife.
It's not about my feelings.
He needs to live his life the way he wants, and I respect that. But on the other hand: he´s got some very great friends and he´s taken from us the opportunity to comfort him, help him.
He's taking away the contact we need to deal with his cancer. And he puts all the stress and pressure on his wife.
I wrote them a christmascard.
On it a quote of a song of one of the most inspiring singers about the fact that no matter what happens people who are in each other's hearts always stay there.
Today I got a card back.
Not from him.
But from his wife. He didn't even write his own name on it.
A deep sad silence crept into my day.