I just got an email a few minutes ago that Paul Squires, who I always called GingaPaul, has passed away.
No details - just that he's gone.
He was one of the finest poets, funniest men, and most inquisitive minds I've ever known.
He was a bloody genius at word play and man, we used to have some wonderful times back in my Princess blogging days.
He wrote a poem about me and I'll have to track that down.
Right now all i can do is cry and wish I had answered his email last week, instead of setting it aside for when i wasn't so busy.
These people we never meet, they come into our lives and affect us profoundly.
They change who we are, and how we look at the world.
GingaPaul, dear friend - it was a blessing to have known you.