Not again...

This is a picture of my friend, Shaun's family.  His wife, Sarah is the one that passed away in December from cancer.  My kids and I did the Relay for Life in memory of her the other night (it'll be on another post).  Those are his kids Rachel and Jack, her step-kids.  Today, my friend called and said that Shaun had failed to meet up with a friend this morning so the friend had gone to check on him and found him at home dead.  Haven't heard from what-speculation is an overdose.  Just yesterday morning, I thought, "I should call Shaun and see if he wants to go to lunch...." then life got busy and I went on with my day-I wish I would have acted on that thought.  We haven't seen each other a lot lately, but we went to a party a couple of weeks ago that they held in memory of Sarah for her birthday and I saw him.  Man am I glad that I went.  As we left, he hugged my kids and told me how much he loved our family-I will always remember that. 
Shaun was great.  I met him through work-actually, I hired him.  He saw me through some of my worst times at work as well as through my first pregnancy (I was sick all the time at work and he and the other guys picked up the slack like troopers) and beyond.  Londyn spent more time around him the first eighteen months of her life than around Phill (they used to let me take her to work with me all the time).  He was honest and up front and told you like it was and for that I am grateful.  He also was a brat and liked to get a rise out of people just for a good laugh.  Which was always pretty funny unless you were his target. 
I wish I had more to say, but I feel kind of numb right now towards it-like the feeling of losing someone else is all too familiar.  That and I've already cried my eyes out everyday since Saturday when Dresdyn pulled the rice cooker off the counter and burnt his leg with the boiling water (again, another post).  But then I think of his kids and how much they've already been through and I cry for them.  And, on the other hand, there's this part of me that is so mad at him because he knows better than to be doing stuff like that.  No matter what, I will miss him and his laugh...