at the beginning of this month, I wrote a post. A post about death, life, and love.
And then I never posted it.
I still don't think I'll post it, but here's the gist-
February is a complicated month.
It seems to be that the most significant deaths in my life occur in February. Both my grandfathers, friend's fathers, father's friends, birthday buddies.
And now. Now I am faced with another death.
And it never gets easier.
My friend Don passed away this morning. My friend Don who was only in his forties. My friend Don who has two young kids. My friend Don who has endured much for the past few years.
My friend Don who was an amazing person.
I can't say I was very close with him, he wasn't someone I spent time with outside of work. But inside of work he was one of my favorites in the kitchen. Always kind, always encouraging, usually laughing.
I don't know what the future holds for his family, close friends, and the business I got to know him in.
I do know that he will greatly, greatly be missed.
And now, more so than ever, I continue to have a love/hate relationship with February.