It's so weird o_O to stand beside someone everyday Mon - Fri (sometimes weekends too cause both of us are/were keen fishermen) for effectively the longest conscious part of each day and then to come in one day to work waiting for him only for my brother to poke around the corner all sad and give me the bad news :(...Very sorry to hear about Wayne, I have had a couple of acquaintances a long time ago take their lives and still think of them at times, always the fun times so I guess they are never really gone completely.
I don't understand...why, it's like what people say that have lost limbs in the past "sometimes I still reach to scratch it" sometimes when work is heavy and I am over focused I will call him out for a hand but then I stop short and realize he ain't there, it just happened so over night o_O like normally when someone dies (at least every funeral I have been to and I been to too many already) there was like a notion long before the person died that they were going to soon age/illness has always been the case, never something so sudden as this o_O...
Personally I take this kind of stuff very calmly, not trying to be "manly" or something but I find it difficult to shed tears specially when I am just looking like a stunned mullet stuck in absolute awe disbelief that my best friend and 'partner' is in that coffin o_O I never really met his folks or family and I found it disheartening for them to know so much about me and me so little about them...His father got me in private and thanked me for the personal friendship I had with Wayne and my dedication to marine life specifically the mantis shrimps...
As a token of every lasting unity I spoke a few lines at the funeral and bestowed upon Waynes coffin his most favorite of stomatopods dactyls (claws) the L.maculata (The Leviathan).