On Thursday morning two weeks ago, I called my colleague and friend, Terrence, to congratulate him on his upcoming role as President of the local chapter of our training association. Just like Terrence he called me back right away. That afternoon, he was working out, collapsed and died.
Here. Then not here.
My mind couldn’t make sense of it. I called my mom and realized how lucky I was that she was there to pick up the phone and talk to me. It’s been a strange season and a sad time.
