I wasn't planning on writing anything today. In fact, the smarter side of me told me not to. But Dennis probably would have made fun of me for keeping quiet.
God, I loved that guy. I'll have plenty to say later, but for now, I just want to say how much I loved him. Like a mentor. Like an uncle. Like a best friend. I missed him the second I knew he was lost. Our collective experience of this life will all be a little less now that he's gone.
There is a retrospective celebration of everyone we lose, but I feel like everything that came before today only diminishes what we've lost in my friend Dennis; dilutes what it means to lose.
I am just so sad.