Dean

My long-time college friend, Dean, put out a veiled plea for help on Facebook last night.  It scared me.

Dean and I have been friends since 1981.  We actually dated for about 6 months before we decided we made better friends than a couple.  Throughout the years we've been there for each other even though we actually see each other once a year, if we're lucky.

So when I saw his words, "I'm Done with life"...I'm knew something was drastically wrong. I started calling and texting.  After several ignored attempts to both, he finally answered.

Without getting in to his personal life, it's safe to say he's in a depression and trying hard to figure out where he needs to be at age 52.

We shared some tears together.  I tried to relay some words of wisdom and to let him know he's not alone. 

Life, at best, is difficult. And if there is a chink in your armor that's weak, life can be hell.   But....if you're lucky to have friends to help share the burden, it can help.

Dean will be back in ND the end of January and I made him promise that we'll get together and maybe solve life's problems like we did in the old days....with a bottle of Jack out under the stars next to a fire.  (Not realistic for ND in January, I know, but a good memory )

You're not alone Dean.  You've got a friend to lean on.