Surrounded by people that just lost their friend, I’m still waiting. In their mourning, the only important question to me is whether it was intentional. Death we can’t control happens every day and I can deal with that. Suicide feels less random and is much harder for me to process. Classic question, is there anything you could have done? For most people the answer is No. That’s the only solace. In this particular case, I don’t want to believe he died by choice. However, getting along with me is one of the warning signs for depression. I’m gracious to say I knew him for the short time I did.