Kenny and I were friends since high school, and somehow we lost touch with one another over the years and reconnected via Fb last year.
We quickly picked up on our friendship and had planned to meet up for coffee, but somehow with my treatments and busy travel schedule we never got to meet up.
In fact, he wished me on my birthday on February 18, and had asked to meet up again. But I never did make that happen.
Last nite while I was on Fb I found out from a mutual friend that Kenny had passed away after playing football. He was a fit guy and I used to tease him about it. He went for cycling competitions and he loved football, and planned to take up swimming so he could train in triathlons -- I found that out through one of his best friends, Jahabar.
When Kenny found out that I had breast cancer and was undergoing treatments he was very concerned and prayed for me.
With cancer or other illnesses, you give others the chance to prepare themselves mentally that you may die from that illness. But with a sudden death such as a heart attack, you go into shock. Especially since he was health conscious and is easily one of the fittest guys I know. My heart is broken.
He was a good, decent and caring guy, with an infectious smile; he was so full of life. Sometimes I just can't understand why things happen as they do.
Till we meet again Kenny for that coffee.
Rest in peace. ❤️
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