It was hard to know how to sum up this day with one photo. I will offer you two. First, my work colleagues and I went to a memorial service for a friend in need of support. My co-worker/second dad Mark lost his brother a few weeks ago to lymphoma. I didnít know his brother, but I know Mark is always the one there to cheer me up when things are bleak. Seeing how devastated he was that his brother was gone broke my heart. The memorial service was on the west side in an awe inspiring Catholic church. The acoustics accentuated the beautiful organ hymns and the touching eulogies given by Mark and his family. I had my Kleenex armed and ready when Mark came up to speak and true to his style, he made us giggle and sob at the same time. I was honored to be there.
I felt emotionally drained afterwards. Also, images of past memorials for lost family members tugged at my heart a bit. After beginning an evening like that, it was weird to join my friends in the LES for a raging party. But hanging with friends also felt very natural. It gave me a lot of comfort that my friends were all in one place. Iíve hung with these kids for 5 years and I was ready dance and enjoy life (picture #2 taken by Betsy). My shy act was on vacation and I chatted up some cute Brooklyn boys. Miracles of miracles, they were heterosexual and knew how to dance! Maybe I need to go to church more often.