Hey, Moltar, I'm very sorry. This is hard...especially when they are people you like. It's sad to watch people you like leave a company, let alone this.
I have only lost one friend. He was one of a couple of best friends in high school. They had moved to the Miami area. His mother said it was a car hitting him while changing a tire -- I suspect otherwise, as he tried to maintain this jovial air when things in his family life ($h!ty parents) were really quite turbulent. I didn't want to believe it but then, while on vacation for the first time in Florida, I went to the Catholic cemetery in the western outskirts of Miami and found his grave (age 20). It hit me hard. One summer, as a joke, we threw about 50 red food-colored tampons in his pool when they were in Florida. We lived in his back yard pool all through high school. We laughed about that for months...years.
I am in a line of work where I could do the workaholic thing but I refuse to and this has limited me. It's not a guarantee of success...and certainly not of happiness. I live my life like this:
May 2006 - Florida/Atlanta
October 2006 - Quebec
March 2007 - Argentina and Uruguay
July 2007 - Italy and Portugal
Everything in between is filler.
To everyone and everything else, F*** YOU.
Again, I'm sorry. This makes us step back and evaluate things.