grief- stricken

It's so difficult to lose a dear friend. How sad life will be without him. Especially a friend who played such a big part in being a support system to me and my family. A friend I could call at any moment who would be there with advice and help in anyway. How sad for all who knew him. He was happiest when being a helper. He wanted nothing in return, just the knowledge that you felt better because he was there to help. A Dr. who set my 5 year olds broken leg right up on his kitchen counter, cast and smiles and tenderness included. Who diagnosed a genetic problem with my 11 yr. old when the best specialist missed it.
Who's unofficial second opinions saved us from needless procedures and medications through the years. The person who got my husband through a terrible shoulder break and many years of pain and suffering. A man whose bluntness and honesty sometimes shocked strangers but then would warm them instantly knowing he spoke from the heart.
This man was taken from us all, way too young. He had so many more years to spread his kindness and love. Does God have a greater purpose for him?
Even though we've had time to prepare for his passing, we are so unprepared. I can't stop crying for days now. Tears for him, how much he has left behind and will not see. For his Wonderful family, I don't know how they are coping with this painful loss. And for me and my family . I just don't think life will be the same without our dear friend. The world has lost a true humanitarian.