...But the next great adventure

Apologies, this is a bit of a heavy one.  My heart aches after reading something incredibly sad when I logged on to Facebook last night.
Someone I knew from the Red Dwarf community, Seb Patrick, passed away unexpectedly from a heart attack leaving behind his wonderful wife and beautiful little daughter.
I'd only spoken to him on Facebook the day before, in response to one of his posts, so seeing Jo's post featuring a photo of his empty workspace just the next day seemed so unreal.
My heart absolutely breaks for her and their little one who has lost her Daddy with no warning, 
I didn't know Seb well, he'd always been around since I got into the Red Dwarf forums about 15 years ago, but our paths otherwise never particularly crossed. He was however close with other friends of mine within the community so I was familiar with him and did speak to him in person at the last two conventions I worked at. He made some lovely comments about the photos I did for them and was a fellow Liverpudlian. He was a real significant figure in all things Red Dwarf and ran the official website.
Regardless of not being directly close to him, I really felt the effect of his passing. So suddenly, and with having such a young little girl. I think they're the factors that have affected why it really shook me up seeing those words of Jo's along with that photo of his empty chair at his desk.

Seb and Jo having a little arm boogie during the karaoke at the Red Dwarf convention

Seeing posts from our mutual friends filling my feed today with their memories with him, their photos, it's making me so sad again that this person who was important and loved by all of these memory sharers has just completely gone now from the planet.

It was only a few days ago I had a weird moment of just lying there on the sofa with Dan watching television and having a realisation of not always going to be here, like, forever. How one day I won't be able to just get in the nook and we can laze together a bit before heading to bed with some telly as I just won't 'be' anymore. I won't be a thing anymore. I think it's hard to think about really, as it's scary, so we just don't. It's a sad thought, sorry! I've not had thoughts like that before where your mortality just dawns on you for a minute, and it came out of nowhere too. Dan assured me we all get them though, and told me he really likes a line at the end of the last Harry Potter book that we're coming up to (listening to the audiobooks to fall asleep at the minute), "to the well organised mind death is but the next great adventure."

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For most people, it's at least after 80-odd years on the planet. Seb was just 37. Good afternoon good evening and goodnight, Seb, I hope you can still see the new Bill & Ted somehow and let Jo and Lois know you're with them as she grows up.

I've had friends who have passed away even younger, a friend at junior school when she was just 11, life can be hard, and cruel, and things like this really remind you how precious it is. Let little things go, don't dwell on negativity or go to bed on an argument, move on and be happy as none of us know how long it's going to last or when will be the last time you see someone. Tell the people you love how much they mean to you and treasure the time together.

Dan and I went out for a wander around a park in Derby earlier. Sat and had lunch, walked along the river, took photos of us with the beautiful blue skies, and I reminded him how lucky we are. 







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