My Friend

I have a friend who has helped me a lot through my time with cancer and after my surgery.  He went through the same diagnosis as me, same doctor and same surgery.  All a year earlier then me.  He is a bit younger.  So don't let anyone tell you prostate cancer is something only older men get.  
My friend talked to me about the surgery, supported me before and after. Gave me words of encouragement and hope.  I walked with him in the Relay for Life.  We walked arm in arm to the finish line, crying.  But they were tears of happiness that he was able to help me and I think, I helped him too. He was not afraid of being another emotion all man.  Truly a special gift to me.
It's funny how sometimes we can find some of our anchors in life through the most terrible of times.  I reconnected with my friend 3 days before my surgery, but it was as if we were always friends.  Amazing!  
What makes me sad is that he is hurting again.  He is mad at his situation and might have lost his faith in people and God.  What can I do as a caring friend?  I am there to talk whenever he wants.  I listen and observe.  He is a good man, and has a lot to offer. It is difficult to see someone that can be so up and positive, still find himself angry and bitter.  I am afraid his negative emotions will eat him up one day.  I tell him what he told me.  Live strong, have faith and give to others. Everyone finds their own way in their own time.  I hope and pray that my friend will find his way in life that gives him peace of mind. After all, that is all an emotion all man can ever hope for another.