
My friend Farooq Hussaini just passed away Sunday. He was a mere 50 years of age. Farooq suffered from kidney disease. And after two transplants failed, he contented himself with living with dialysis. And yet: I never saw him once depressed; never heard a word of self-pity pass his lips. Instead he was always positive, always excited about what each day had in store, always warm, always loving, full of good humor. In many ways he was an enigma to me. It was no front. He was genuinely filled with gratitude for every second of his life. And he loved me. If he knew how often I've cried since hearing the news, he would wag his finger at me. "Where's your faith, my friend?" Where indeed?
Please watch this, for Farooq:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9L9_8vwx2w8