On losing one's best friend

Jun 02, 2015 08:53

I have used an old profile picture from when I met Jay Lake.

My life was almost completely different from how it is now, but Jay and I got on so very well from the moment we met. Really met. We had had some minor interactions at TorCon, but we met in a more social setting at a shared birthday party I was having with Frank Wu.

Jay once told me that the experience he had at TorCon as a result of my signing schedule (I ran the autograph table that year) was a formative and great experience for him. He got to chat with Robert Silverberg for an hour. I had scheduled him against SilverBob because I had never heard of Jay Lake and I couldn't deal with two lines at once.

Back a long time ago my best friend died. He had been ill for a very long time, and although he rallied a few times, AIDS won. Almost twenty years later, Cancer took my new best friend. I find myself in the ugly place where you don't want to love anyone that much because you don't want to be hurt, but you know that loving someone that much is what will make yours a life worth living.

I know this is a bit random and disjointed, but so is grief.
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