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Art Institute of Chicago

The Art Institute of Chicago

I was going to post about the States trip in order… but then I forgot about our little side trip to Boston/MA. So here, have a slice of Chicago first. I actually spent a part of my birthday on a plane from NY/NJ to Chicago, so I was pooped and cranky even though we had awesome Italian food for dinner at RPM. Yes, the one on Giuliana Rancic’s show, lol. It was great, OK. Their garlic bread had truffle oil! Sorry, parents for the perma-furrowed brows! Sorry, fambly! Sorry. Ahem.

The last time we went to Chicago was over 20 years ago, so even if we did go to the Art Institute (which we didn’t), I don’t think I would have remembered it as someone who hadn’t even turned 5 years old yet.

We primarily went for the Magritte special exhibit (not a huge fan), but I was also really, really impressed with and delighted by their permanent collection as well as this special exhibit by Sarah Charlesworth. Those were the highlights of the visit for me!

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A Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte by Georges-Pierre Seurat

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Bedroom in Arles by Vincent van Gogh

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Untitled 3 by Barnett Newman (L), Toy by John Chamberlain (R)

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Streetcar by Alexander Calder

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City Landscape by Joan Mitchell

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Short Circuit by Robert Rauschenberg

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The First Part of the Return from Parnassus by Cy Twombly

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Brushstroke with Spatter by Roy Lichtenstein

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Little Landscape at the Seaside (Kleine Landschaft am Meer) by Gerhard Richter

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Christa and Wolfi by Gerhard Richter

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Red Yellow Blue White and Black by Ellsworth Kelly

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The highlight… supposedly. DAMN U CINCINNATI.

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Nighthawks by Edward Hopper

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Joseph Cornell

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Sarah Charlesworth’s Stills

“In February 1980, artist Sarah Charlesworth (1947–2013) exhibited a group of seven cropped and greatly enlarged news photographs in the East Village apartment of fledgling dealer Tony Shafrazi. Each pictured a solitary individual jumping or falling from a tall building.” (Read more here)

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And then outside, it was completely beautiful, too:
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The Sunday Currently Vol. 7

We got two Balikbayan boxes filled with stuff we bought on our last trip (mostly books, food, hard-to-bring-home things) and I think it’s kind of fitting/sad that I still haven’t gone through the rest of the trip.

If you’re still following that um, series, I guess I should say what else I’m working on. I still have Boston/Massachusetts, Chicago, San Francisco, LA, Las Vegas, and other parts of Nevada to go through. We stayed with old family friends in New Jersey, too, but that was more of a rest/recharge than anything, aka I loved my time there because I love the Ortegas, but I also didn’t really take a lot of photos. Just saying.

Anyway, The Sunday Currently! I can’t wait to see this by Vol. 78 or something. It would be nice to look back on.

Reading

I finished Dianne Wynne Jones’ Howl’s Moving Castle last night! So, so, so good. I am still thinking of whether or not I’ll read the rest of the trilogy—I read through the blurbs and I’m not too sold on them—but I am currently in the middle of the seventh volume (!) of The Sandman, Brief Lives, which I read when I was a baby, i.e. in high school, but don’t remember much of. I borrowed the books from my friend, Mich, so there was no real room for obsessing back then.

And a confession: I finally shelved Magic for Beginners. Hopefully I’ll go back to it in 2015.

Writing

Blog posts and assigned (!) work. Here’s a secret: I have trouble pitching stuff, so I like it when I get assigned stuff. Not always, but usually. Does this make me a follower or a leader? I have no clue.

I’m planning on working on some goal setting later today, though. Am I masquerading as a Type A personality? Not at all, but achieving goals works better for me when I actually take the time to write them down.

Listening

Christmas carols in my head. Did anyone get into the “Christmas spirit” this year? I sure didn’t and it’s already the 21st!

Also, Thysz posted this on her Facebook wall, so I guess this, too:

(I had no clue they were Swedish? What??)

Thinking

I’m thinking about what movies to watch—since I do love them holiday ones—and about Serial’s final episode.

Smelling

Chocolate chip cookies. <3

Wishing

For some self-restraint in 2015.

Hoping

To start my Project Life stuff! It’s a (seemingly) easy way to document days, and I can’t say no to that!

Wearing

A ratty tank from when I was in high school, Uniqlo boxers.

Loving

All the new books I have to read from the box. :D

Wanting

A Canon Pixma printer. If you needed me to be specific.

Needing

Daylight! I can’t take photos anymore. :(

Feeling

I’m feeling a little down on myself for not doing my blog photos when there was still light out. I mean, I have no excuse, I was up at 10:30.

Clicking

Why writing things out by hand makes you learn better
What is a Need? Consumption vs. consumerism
Life Documented Manila’s blog, particularly Christine’s (hi Ch!) Project Life Tuesdays
— The resurrected blog of Melanie Richards, hooray!

And with that, I bid you adieu!

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The Sunday Currently Originator. Photo of header by my sistar.

I Love New York

New York, New York

& Some Thoughts on the City That Never Sleeps

I’ve been meaning to write this post for the past few months, and the fact that it took me so long is proof (for me) of how mystical New York still is in my brain. I know that a lot of people are disenchanted with it and frustrated with it, and New York, I love you, but you’re bringing me down, but all I’m saying is that it’s tough for me to write about it, because I don’t really know how to go about it. How do you write about something you’ve loved half your life, loved in many different ways, for many different reasons?

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And it’s precisely this moony-eyed love letter that I was trying to avoid writing… Every time I touched New York, it just came out too dramatic, and I don’t wish to romanticize my trysts with that city, but I do want to somehow make you understand what about it that I love so much.

I’ve posted extensively about the New York I met in 2014, and I will list the posts down below:

But, that New York isn’t the same city that I met when I was 4, 7, 10, 13, 15, 18… I was in love with New York those times, too, but I keep on seeing different sides of it every time I come back to it. Whenever I think my love for it has simmered down, how “over it” I am, and how I don’t really want to live there anymore (a dirty, dirty lie), I backpedal because I catch myself transforming back into the heart-eyes emoji.

And honestly, I don’t think you can blame me. New York is beautiful, sure, but it’s also terrifying, and exhilarating, and fantastic, and unlike any other place I’ve ever been to, even the ones that I would fall in love with after. It is just so full.

It’s so full that it’s sometimes scary or frustrating or completely, utterly draining, but you’re never okay when you have to leave it. You can’t say “goodbye” without a twinge in your heart. But I guess that’s love for you.

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Milton Glaser’s I Love New York has been ripped off and appropriated by other cities, but I don’t think it works as well as when New York wears it.

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And for posterity, a list of other things I did there, because it’s always nice to look back on these things:

  • Smorgasburg and Dumbo, briefly. I had a beautiful cone of truffle fries, and a glimpse of Brooklyn, which we sadly didn’t get to explore as much on this trip. (I still love you the most, BK.)
  • Milk Bar! The line was long, I’m not sure if it was worth it.
  • Luke’s Lobster at The Plaza Food Hall is heaven (until I imagine the screams and wails of lobsters being boiled alive).
  • SEEING (AND HEARING!) PETER MENDELSUND AT MCNALLY JACKSON BECAUSE PETRA IS AN ANGEL, MISSED VERY DEARLY.
  • Getting a dosa from Hampton Chutney Co. with beautiful Barby, who I will see again in a few days.
  • Walking across the High Line and eating a Ginger Molasses cookie—the best cookie!—from Blue Bottle Coffee after.
  • Two Chelsea gallery days, thinking how cool it would be to make it there. Someday.
  • Actually being able to afford stuff in SoHo, lol.
  • Strand Bookstore and the search for the elusive L Train Gizzy. We went back 3 times to no Gizzy. It was kind of embarrassing.
  • Beautiful burgers by Shake Shack. The one near the 9/11 Memorial has a tolerable line.
  • Dreams of grandeur at the New York Public Library, only to be met with a renovation.
  • Katz’s Deli, Il Laboratorio gelato across. I got a beautiful scoop of pink peppercorn and one of rosemary.
  • Breakfasts at Central Park.
  • The Book of Mormon on Broadway. HILAR.
  • Eataly gelato.
  • The New York Art Book Fair, which was, you know, kind of really heavenly.
  • Walking around the areas of Manhattan that are too expensive for me to ever afford, and then along the Hudson River a day before my birthday, to say goodbye to one of my best friends, and the city.

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Everything bagel with scallion cream cheese, always. The aforementioned truffle fries, with the juiciest watermelon lemonade ever. Luke’s Lobster Roll. I mean…….. Yeah. Ginger Molasses Cookie!

I mean. Imagine if you lived there. How full your life could be. I wish I could tell you everything I feel about it right now, but I’m having a dumb American Beauty moment, so I apologize if this is turning out to be as moony-eyed as I was afraid it was going to be.

Until next time, New York.

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Casual Consumption No. 8

Books

OK, guys, I’m really stuck here. I can’t seem to get through Magic for Beginners. It took me like 2 months or something to get through the second story and once I got over that hump, I couldn’t really get into the third one. The first story, “The Faery Handbag,” was so, so good and unfortunately, I thought that that was going to be the case for the others. They’re not bad, but they’re confusing and not interesting enough that I would plod through the confuzzling muddle.

I’m steadily making progress with Howl’s Moving Castle, but in other confusing news, I can’t read very far into the latest Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus book (hi, yes, I’m still reading those) because I totally can’t remember how the last one ended for the Jason group of heroes. Read More

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The Mona Lisa Project at Solaire

The Mona Lisa Project has been on display at Solaire’s new wing since late November, but there was an Artists’ Night held on December 12—unfortunately, a Friday. A lot of artists and friends couldn’t make it, but then a lot were also able to, despite the unfathomable traffic. (Thank you, friends!)

In case you’re unfamiliar, a little background:

The Mona Lisa Project is a collection of pieces inspired by the Da Vinci masterpiece. Mona Lisa also happens to be my mom’s name, so this tiny idea of maybe getting local artists’ interpretation of her namesake kind of snowballed into what is now an 83-piece collection—also thought to be a love letter of sorts from my dad, who funnily enough, doesn’t have a piece on display.

The original batch, which had a great deal less pieces, was shown at the CCP sometime in 2013. This iteration with the new, additional work, was curated by Nilo Ilarde, who also curated the first exhibit at CCP.

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I’m not going to post a lot of photographs, since frankly, I didn’t get to take very many. I will be going back for the egress, though, so expect a few more photos after the duration of the show.

In case you want to see The Mona Lisa Project for yourself, it will be up on display until January 15, 2014. Just look for the Oasis Garden Cafe, if you’re not sure where the “New Wing” is.

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Isabel Santos and Jonas Eslao

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Me & my best frond, Isa.

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Sarie-butt with Roberto Chabet’s Mona Lisas.

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Again, I promise you more shots at a later date, though I think you have to promise me you’ll pass by Solaire once the Holiday Rush is over! Yes?

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Fred Perry’s Rebel with a Cause

My dad, my siblings, and I contributed to Fred Perry’s Rebel with a Cause, a “food and art charity throwdown” for the benefit of the victims of Typhoon Yolanda in Tacloban. From December 12-14, 2014, everyone was invited to bid on an art auction and sample many, many different food items from some of Manila’s best restaurants today. 100% of the proceeds go to charity. I know the event is over, but I’d just like to share the images of the art submitted by the participating artists, as well as the set-up of the Cook Off.

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The art pieces were on display at Univers. I’m not sure how long they’ll still be up, but they’ve been there since last weekend.

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Soler Santos, Ryan Villamael, Luis Antonio Santos

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Costantino Zicarelli

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MM Yu

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Leeroy New

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Liv Vinluan

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Isabel Santos

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Eugenia Alcaide

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Zean Cabangis

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Everywhere We Shoot; Ryan Vergara and Garovs Vergara

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Nikki Luna

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Dex Fernandez

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Carina Santos. Mano said they thought it was a turkey. :( Hahaha.

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RM de Leon

I’m not sure if you can still bid on these, but anyway, those were the items up for auction. We only got to pass by the food fair on the last day, Sunday, since we were at The Mona Lisa Project in Solaire on Friday and Book Ends at Blanc on Saturday.

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I didn’t have the good sense to take a photograph the stubs they gave out to purchase the food (kinda like in high school fairs), but here’s an Instagram photo from Dan Matutina, who we ran into over there. Hi Dan! :)

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I had a Ginger Beer, and a Cold Brew from EDSA BDG.

We also had paella from VASK (we stole our Mom’s, more like, ahhh) and crab meat spring rolls from Spring.

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… I think you can tell which booth was my favorite. All in all, great fun for a good cause. :) Congratulations to the Fred Perry family!

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The Sunday Currently Vol. 6

Another belated The Sunday Currently post, right on the heels of… last week’s The Sunday Currently. Wow. Exciting.

Reading

Well. You know. Those books, still. Come on, Carina… I have about two more weeks to make even just the slightest bit of progress on my Reading Challenge. I think I just have to do better next year, but I’m (partially) motivated to try harder for 2014.

Writing

OK, so here’s the thing: I bit the bullet and bought myself a Midori Traveler’s Notebook. See here:

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I’m still figuring out a system that works out for me, but the last things I wrote down are journal entries and drafts for bigger ideas I wish to expound on. The Field Notes notebooks—which I have an abundance of—don’t quite fit perfectly in the Midori, but that’s OK by me. Anyone else using this system? Care to share your setup? :)

Thinking

About how much I still love The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies despite being long and indulgent and filled with Tauriel, fake elf from Nowheresville.

Smelling

Aromateria’s Ender, ahh.

Wishing

I got the plate number of that douche face who ran over my toe with his SUV at the pedestrian lane at church today. Yep, that happened.

Wearing

An ASOS shirt I wore out today and a pair of boxers.

Loving

My Prrrrrecious Midori. Also, the Instax Share SP-1 that we gave my dad for his birthday.

Wanting

A Blue Field Notes-sized Midori/Fauxdori cover from Davis Leatherworks. And also, to finally be On Top of Things.

Needing

Nothing, really. I have way too much stuff, so I suppose I need more space? Just kidding. I need to get rid of some of my stuff.

Feeling

Somewhat panicky, somewhat for no reason.

Clicking

MIDORI EVERYTHING ON EVERYWHERE. I have single-handedly created a monster and that monster is me. I’m obsessed with knowing people’s set-ups. O B S E S S E D. I will honestly watch a 27-minute Midori setup video even if it is obviously irrelevant to me.

Oy vey.

I hope you are all doing well. Here’s to a better week ahead.

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Header photo from “Book Ends,” a group show curated by Mariano Ching. Work is by Charles Buenconsejo.

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The Sunday Currently Vol. 5

A rather belated The Sunday Currently post. Today was a Sunday that was busier than usual, and I say this even though I got to take a nap. I thought I’d do a round-up anyway.

Reading

Still dipping into Kelly Link’s Magic for Beginners—until I took that nap—but recently, I finished the latest 3 issues of Brian K. Vaughan’s Saga. I’m also a bit further along Dianne Wynne Jones’ Howl’s Moving Castle, but I’m a little bored because I had just seen the Ghibli version. I know they’re vastly different, but I’m just telling the truth!

Writing

I realized that I had no beauty blog posts written out for next week (yikes) so I’m writing a lot of text to go with the photos that I can only start taking tomorrow morning, when there’s light. Somehow, in my quest for organization (see “Clicking” below), I failed to actually do some organizing.

Listening

Pastilan Dong’s “Bell Spell!” is so good. I listened to it a lot after I first heard it live, then stopped, then now I guess I’m back on that train.

Pastilan Dong! (a Visayan expression that roughly translates to “damn, son!”) is made up of artists active in the local scene: Kaloy Olavides, Cos Zicarelli, Alvin Zafra, and Pow Martinez. I know they’re raising funds for their second album (you can still get a digital or physical copy of the first one here) with a series of signed screenprinted posters, with the first one designed by Pow Martinez—click here—and a forthcoming second one designed by Kaloy Olavides.

Thinking

I’m living in a literal mess.

Smelling

I got a few Aromateria scents! I’ve always been curious about these. I think I first read about them from Sheena, two years ago. Anyway, these are locally made solid perfumes with fresh scents named after literary characters. Excuse me while I convulse.

I picked up Ender, Blue Oyster, and Hermione (and Sherlock, but to give to someone), and I am still eyeing a plethora of scents. Some aren’t my cup of tea, but I like them all enough to recommend them. They have an online store, but here’s a list of stockists. I got mine at FIRMA in Greenbelt 3.

Wishing

I didn’t have this urge to compulsively shop all the time. I don’t know what’s happening here, but my lack of space has not been a hindrance. Curse you, Christmas consumerism! I am a way better shopper for myself than for gifts, I’ll tell you that much.

Hoping

I wake up early tomorrow? It’s 2:10am right now, so I’m not holding my breath.

Wearing

My faves: a pair of Uniqlo Relaco 3/4 shorts, and my favorite Uniqlo t-shirt blend ever (sadly seems to be DC’d): the Light Weight Cotton. It’s the best.

Loving

Aromateria! Seriously. I open them up one by one to inhale, it’s kind of embarrassing. They are such great gift ideas, too.

Also, I placed an order for Palapa from Nipa Foods and I finished my non-spicy jar in two days. I’d eat that with anything, basically. Palapa is a traditional Maranaoan condiment that uses indigenous scallions, coconut, and ginger, and I love it so much. I’d give it as a present to everyone I know, but it’s kind of an acquired taste, I think.

Wanting

… Aromateria. And Palapa.

Needing

To shut up about Aromateria. #cantstop #wontstop

Feeling

Overwhelmed. To be frank.

Clicking

I’ve been reading a lot of productivity articles, tips, and methods, with a real intention of sitting down and streamlining my workflow, which is basically all sputters with occasional surges lately. For my main app picks aside from Google Cal and Gmail, I’ve got Evernote, Todoist, and IFTTT. I’ve been exploring recipes so far.

And that’s it. Hello from Noah and me!
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The Sunday Currently’s origin story.

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Thoughts from Places: Italy 2012

Yup, this video is very late. Sorry about that. I went back and forth about it but then I realized that even though the footage is shaky, and the commentary maybe nothing new for other people, I like documentation a lot more. Speaking of which, I find it really odd that I don’t take things down as much as I used to. That probably accounts for my lack of deep introspection these days. Thoughts?

Anyway, Italy. I have been vocal about how it’s not really my favorite place when we went to Europe in 2012, but I think that warmer climates generally make me a hot-headed/cranky/moody person. Take me to the Arctic!

I’ve blogged about the Italian leg of our trip over the course of a few posts, so if you’re interested in revisiting that, they’re linked down below:

It’s a really beautiful place, I kind of forget how much of a Grumpy Cat I was when we went there. Oh well. It’s the lingering memories that count anyway. :) I think I might be missing a few more posts, so I’m going to look for them on the Wayback Machine, and add any I’ve missed.

I hope you’re having an excellent day/week/month/year so far. It’s kind of crazy how soon 2014 is ending. I asked my mom if this year was just weirdly short or if “shorter years” are a symptom of getting old. She said it was about getting old, which kind of scared me a little because I do not want to feel like time is running out.

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On loss and gratefulness

Earlier this week, I attended the wake of my friend, P’s boyfriend. I never knew him, aside from a brief meeting before a watching a show we had both been waiting for, and I wish I had made an effort to get to know him. P, on the other hand, I spent most of my last two years of high school and a large part of my first few semesters in college with.

I don’t know P’s boyfriend, apart from her stories and all the things I’ve been reading about him after the fact. All I know is that he was a good guy, no, a great guy. He was, for the lack of a different phrase, pretty fucking perfect for P. I know he liked words and music, and that he loved to skate… and though those things seem too vague to go by on when you construct a stranger in your head, I feel like I got to know enough of him when I see P and how much better she is after having met him.

(It’s so easy to make this loss completely about me, but I promise that I’m not trying to do that.)

I am writing about this guy I never really knew because he made someone I care about unequivocally happy. And when you see that so clearly in just a handful of posts, or in the way she carries herself, or in how much she has grown in the many years that you’ve known her, then I find that it’s something worth celebrating.

This is such a paltry tribute to someone awesome that I wish I got to know. He made my friend happy and he made her feel loved, and I am so, so grateful for that. Thank you for being what she needed and what she wanted. I hope you felt how much she loved you, too.