Thursday, November 8, 2012
I'm sorry this happened, but I absolutely admire the man you became in the time I knew you. I remember your struggle (like mine), but I remember watching you commit to yourself, and truly succeeding. It was always such a blessing seeing you at the Sunday morning Oakland meeting. You were that one familiar face from outside the program, and as a newcomer, that was one of the safest things I held onto when I started my journey. You were always funny, and so in love with your family, asking about "[my] friend Liz" every single time I saw you. That's how I knew you cared so much, and you were a model of hope for what I would want my father to be one day. Watching you get it, it actually made me believe he could, too. What a gift. I will always keep you in my heart, Paul. Many blessing wherever you are.
