Evil_Geoff
Equal Opportunity Sadist
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- Aug 23, 2005
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I'm terribly sad this morning.
Some of you may remember my mentioning the sudden passing of my friend and mentor, LordScorpion, a few months ago (it was in September, after my heart attack). I think I briefly mentioned another friend whose screen name is Rick Hunter, who was fighting pancreatic cancer at that time as well.
Rick's losing the fight, they've sent him home with hospice care, and he only has a handful days left.
It's been a roller coaster. He responded so well to chemo and radiation initially. They thought they had it rolled back enough to operate but there were complications and the surgery didn't happen. The cancer bounced back, and now the dance is almost done.
And there is nothing at all that I can do. Except mourn. Mourn because I know I'm losing a long time friend, I've know Rick almost as long as I've been active in the scene... Mourn the loss of a source of wisdom and knowledge and experience I'll never get to tap into again. Mourn for his wife, whose pain and sense of impending loss must totally dwarf my own.
He taught me so much... how to do water branding to make temporary or permanent brand... how to be a firm, fair, loving Dominant, able to guide, lead, correct, and discipline without being a complete jerk and asshat. To show kindness and acceptance and patience with the curious, the new, the weekend hobbyists, and the dedicated lifestylers...
Damn it, it's not fair! And I'm in pain. The pain isn't all for Rick, part of me is feeling relief that his own pain and struggle will end soon. The pain is for the place in my heart that's already tearing, knowing he will be gone from my life soon and there is an empty place forming already.
The tears keep coming. It's hard to type, but I want to get this out of my system while I'm feeling it. Hindsight wraps things in a fuzzy sense of distance and this pain is sharp and cold and clear and keen, like a scalpel made of ice... The tears will stop soon, at least for a while. They'll come again I know.
Some of you may remember my mentioning the sudden passing of my friend and mentor, LordScorpion, a few months ago (it was in September, after my heart attack). I think I briefly mentioned another friend whose screen name is Rick Hunter, who was fighting pancreatic cancer at that time as well.
Rick's losing the fight, they've sent him home with hospice care, and he only has a handful days left.
It's been a roller coaster. He responded so well to chemo and radiation initially. They thought they had it rolled back enough to operate but there were complications and the surgery didn't happen. The cancer bounced back, and now the dance is almost done.
And there is nothing at all that I can do. Except mourn. Mourn because I know I'm losing a long time friend, I've know Rick almost as long as I've been active in the scene... Mourn the loss of a source of wisdom and knowledge and experience I'll never get to tap into again. Mourn for his wife, whose pain and sense of impending loss must totally dwarf my own.
He taught me so much... how to do water branding to make temporary or permanent brand... how to be a firm, fair, loving Dominant, able to guide, lead, correct, and discipline without being a complete jerk and asshat. To show kindness and acceptance and patience with the curious, the new, the weekend hobbyists, and the dedicated lifestylers...
Damn it, it's not fair! And I'm in pain. The pain isn't all for Rick, part of me is feeling relief that his own pain and struggle will end soon. The pain is for the place in my heart that's already tearing, knowing he will be gone from my life soon and there is an empty place forming already.
The tears keep coming. It's hard to type, but I want to get this out of my system while I'm feeling it. Hindsight wraps things in a fuzzy sense of distance and this pain is sharp and cold and clear and keen, like a scalpel made of ice... The tears will stop soon, at least for a while. They'll come again I know.
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