Two months after my best friend Marcus passed away after battling cancer, his lawyer called me and said, “Thomas, Marcus left you a USB drive with one request: watch it alone, and don’t tell your wife, Vanessa.” I watched it that night, and my hands went ice-cold. What he said in that final video saved my life.
Two months after my best friend James died—what the doctors politely called “aggressive heart failure”—his lawyer called me to her…