Yesterday, I found out about the death of a friend of mine. His name was George Bonsan, and he was father to two friends of mine who I used to be very close to. He made me feel like I was family, at a time when I was suffering a great deal, caught in the middle of my self-doubt and self-loathing.
I hadn't spoken to him in a year or so, but hearing about his death is ripping a hole in me I can't seem to fill. I guess I'm hoping writing about it will help me understand this.
Here's to you George, where ever you are.....
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