Farewell and blessings, my friend

I just heard of the death of a dear friend. No matter how you age (chronologically) there is never a time you are prepared for the death of a friend. When that friend is part of a couple you've known and loved since early adulthood, therefore part of your youth, your beginnings in the world, it hurts in additional ways--ways you simply didn't expect, however much you knew you would grieve. And the cruel disease that took my friend was cancer, cancer directly related to the fact he smoked cigarettes. I think that my heart will break if I go on much further but suffice to say...I want all those filthy things thrown into some kind of eco-friendly disposal unit immediately. Worldwide.  11/19/2014