2 weeks ago today I made the trek to Springfield, MA to say goodbye to our beloved @hvnlykvnly_. It was more difficult than I had ever given thought to imagining. I have grieved plenty in my short life. (Yes, I’m not far from midlife but shut up we’re not discussing that!) However, this grief...this grief has been something entirely new for me. Ever flowing and, sometimes, completely crippling, I welcome it. Because it is an incessant reminder of Keven’s impact and presence. I am so thankful, also, for going through the storm of grief with these beautiful people the other week. Some of us meeting for the first time, all of us knowing that we truly had each other from this point going further. I could not have made it through the weekend without them and I am eternally grateful for their hands to hold and shoulders to weep on. My BizzyBees. I would also like to thank, from the bottom of my heart, Keven’s mother and family and friends from his hometown. Seeing where the icon and the myth was brought up was a gift, and I will cherish all of your warmth and generosity in such a difficult time for you all. I am, and have always been, one to wear my heart on my sleeve, which is why I feel it important to share these moments as well. I am struggling. But I will press on. Keven would have had it no other way. I am forever indebted to you, and I pray to whatever energy is out there, that you know that and that I will continue to make you laugh, happy, and proud. I love you.