Such a waste

Today the world lost a great person, and I lost a friend. Richard Dale Cook will die today. It hasn't happened yet, but it will tonight when they unplug the machine that is keeping him alive. Or maybe he is already dead, I can't imagine a free spirit like Ricky would want to be in the hospital bed for days on end with no end in sight. I can sit here and picture his mother's face crying over her baby son, his father's eyes at the thought of the son that he's groomed to take his place in the family business that is no longer with us. Then my heart breaks at the thought of his son, losing his father. Never being able to say goodbye and my heart aches for his and the pain he's going have, the questions he's going to ask. And the answers that we can't give. We don't know why, it seems like such a pointess death, but still I have to believe that there's a reason. If there isn't a reason then he dies in vein and I don't want to think that. I love you Ricky, you'll always be in my heart and I'll think of you often.