I just learned that one of the best guys in our office has had a stroke. He's the most good natured person I think I've ever met. He loves his wife and his dogs, he works very hard and he never complains. If I believed in god this is when I'd get angry.
Poor guy. He's only 50! I think in my 70s I'll be welcoming a stroke to take me out swiftly but 50 is still pretty young. If I believed in god this is when I'd pray.