Sad day

Today I lost my dear friend Phil.

I had a phone call to say they didn't think he would survive another 24 hours and could I get over to Liverpool. My bf came and drove me over there and I was in time to spend time with my friend.

I told him there was nothing to be afraid of, to go over to his dad who would be waiting for him and not to worry about me as I'll be ok.

That was the hardest thing I've ever done when every part of me was willing him to stay but I could see how weak he was, how pale and cold but breathing very shallow. I hoped he would be able to hear me.

I am going to miss him so very very much. He guided and advised me for the 27 years that we knew each other. Never lost his temper and was always fair and practical.

I am so lost without him.