Both of those are so lovely, so clearly JZ (and then the toast is so on point). David, I don't have anything profound to say except we are all holding you and your family in our thoughts and sending as much love as we can.

Hec. we believe in you. That doesn't mean we don't worry about you. I'd always hoped to meet someone to be all those things for me...kind of feels that I won't. ETA: I thought I'd actually *written* that I couldn't fathom finding that person and losing them, instead of just thinking it my head, but my brother's having some work-tech drama and something weird just...kind of jumped off so I didn't finish my thought. (Although there have been times I thought you could read my mind, at least a little.)

David, that's such a beautiful way to describe what's happening, that the creation of it is over and it's instead finished, "the ends tied off." Beautiful and terribly sad, but so perfectly apt.

God, I miss amyth.

Love you, Hec.

Agreed, Amy.

Yes, this.

David, you are constantly in my thoughts. Know that we hold you close, not just now, but will continue to do so in the years to come. You have always been so generous with your kindness here, as has JZ. You have held so many of us up. Now we hold you up.

Aw, making me a little weepy at work

That this tapestry will be cut from the loom and the ends tied off and it will no longer be in the making but a finished thing.

This is so lovely. A thing that comforts me that I typically think is too weird to tell people about is that if I take the physics concept of the space-time continuum as literally representing reality the past is not just something we remember but actually existing (outside time, so while I like to use the word "still" in my head it doe4s not really apply but something like that) we just can't get there any more. And not being able to get there can hurt, but thinking it is "out there" makes me feel better. Which is all to say that "worry" is not exactly what I'm doing when I think of you (and I do pretty often these days), David, but "not worried" doesn't describe it either.

Chocolate digestives:

beekaytee, it's Stan Freberg's "John and Marsha".

Now we hold you up.

"Our arms are not tired."

That this tapestry will be cut from the loom and the ends tied off and it will no longer be in the making but a finished thing.

This is so beautiful.

David, of course we're all worried about you. Even tho' you are handling this with so much strength and grace, there will be limits. Which is where your community can help, even if it's just sending you messages of support.