Saying Goodbye to a Friend

A death in the Caucasus

Mount Kazbek in Georgia by Stephanie Gruner Buckley

You hit your fifties and people start dying. Parents, parents of friends, friends.

Just last week, a friend committed suicide. He’d been seen walking his dog a few hours earlier. I can’t stop thinking about him.

He was in his forties, had a wife and two kids, a good job. He had a lot to live for.