I just found out that my buddy Les, who was on hospice, passed away Sunday night. He just found Jesus about 2 years ago and was a cool dude. The sad thing is his long time girlfriend Cheryl didn't know where he was. Since they weren't married, his kids and family from a marriage years ago moved him to a different skilled nursing unit about 2 weeks ago. She, and the rest of us at church, had no idea where he was when this happened.
I'm mad at the family, and I'm really freaking sad. I didn't get to go see Les before his family moved him and I feel bad about it. And I feel bad for Cheryl. This is such a sucky situation. He was a cool guy and didn't deserve this.