rickwebb's tumblrmajig: Jill Simonsen →
And then this Thursday night, at a SXSW party at Mugshots, amongst friends I see annually, having a great time, a text from an LA friend - one of the many who Jill has touched, and I’ve known so long in so many different ways, but originally through Jill’s amazing brother Corey. A text that I needed to call her. We have some business dealings, this friend and I, so I texted if it was important. She said no. I figured it was something money related. But the next morning, when I had two other friends tell me I needed to get in touch with them, I knew.
It’s always good to see my friend Rick, and this past week in Austin was no exception. I didn’t know until the night before he left that he was leaving for a funeral. I didn’t know it was for his friend Jill til I read his post on Tumblr.
I empathize with Rick (and all of his friends) for Jill’s passing. His account is touching, and very much worth the read. Going over it, the part that jumped out was the passage above. It’s sadly reminiscent of my own recent experience.
Rick, I’m sorry for your loss.
