Last Thursday, shortly after my post reflecting on the day, I got news, bad news. Paul called me and told me our friend Geri died. I didn't want to believe it, but I knew it was true. Geri was special to Paul. She'd helped him get through a lot of bad shit in the past few years. Everything with his medical problems and with Jesse's. She was his "Mom friend". She was also the person that would hang out with him during the day when he'd be going crazy sitting at home. Over time she bacame my friend as well. She was a wonderful and amazing woman and she will live in my heart forever.
Tonight is the wake, tomorrow is the funeral. I hope I can be at the funeral with Paul, but not sure if I can get out of work to be there.