My Friend

Two weeks ago, my good friend, Ron, suffered a brain aneurysm.

He’s been in the hospital since and his doctor’s say he has a slim to zero chance of regaining consciousness. This is still all so unbelievable to me. I mean, he’s 36 years old.

I’ve known Ron for over eight years. We’ve worked together at three different companies and talk daily. He has a wife and an eight year old son that he adores. Ron was in the Navy. He is working on his Master’s degree and taught himself German by watching episodes of Family Guy in German, no less. He is one of the most patient, easy going, and funniest guys I’ve ever met.

One day at work, Ron put up a flyer at work asking for free tacos.

A couple days later, when someone took the flyer down, he put up a missing flyer flyer.

Another day, he bought a cake and balloons and left them in the kitchen. When the cake was almost completely eaten, he sent a company-wide email thanking everyone for their donations and said they could check out the cake and balloons that will be delivered to the orphanage in the kitchen. He’s just so naturally funny and everyone that meets him, likes him. This world will be a worse place without him in it.

I can’t imagine the hospital and other expenses his family will have to face. There’s a GoFundMe in Ron’s name. The page says “in memory of” which is upsetting to me because he’s not gone yet. I still have hope for him and I miss my friend.

If you have a few dollars and would like to make a donation, I know his family will be grateful.