Life Changes

I just found out my friend has four weeks to live. He is 22 years old. We met when I played basketball in Utah. He was a healthy young guy two years ago, until one day he had a seizure and they discovered a brain tumor. He was just told he can have another surgery to live maybe another two months. He has given up hope, and said no. He has four weeks left to live his life. I can barely type this right now, but I am in shock. I can not even begin to explain how horrible of a feeling this is, knowing that he will be gone before my semester ends. I can't even begin to think about my own problems right now, nothing even compares. I can't type anymore, because tears are starting to hit the keyboard.