Hi,
My long time friend died from complications of diabetes. I went to visit him and found him sitting in his recliner, I assumed he was asleep but he was dead. It was the most horrifying moment in my life. His pain neuropathy kept him at home. Only a few people would go to see him.
His brother lives in Florida and for what ever reason couldn't make the trip back to PA for 2 weeks. He called a few friends and had them go to Michael's home and clean it out. I didn't go I just couldn't go back there it was only 5 days after I found him. I was told that they threw much of his things away and the rest was just stuffed in boxes and thrown in his truck. At least they thought to donate the furniture.
When his brother finally made it he just picked up Michael's remains got in Michael's truck and drove home. I didn't even know he was in PA.
There wasn't a funeral, memorial or even an obituary. I was and still devastated by that level of disrespect.
It seems like everyone else moved on but I just can't. The trauma of seeing him like that and the grief of losing him are just to much to bare.
I just want someone to acknowledge that he was a good man and will be missed.
