I still can't believe that he's not there, somehow, ready to chat at a moment's notice, to pass on some piece of crazy news he unearthed somewhere in his online travels. A valued member of my team and a fixture in my daily life, with missives winging back and forth across the oceans - both electronic and paper. A sense of humour much like my dad's, and I console myself that the two of them have surely met by now and are having a grand old time sharing jokes.
He's left a big gap in my network, that intangible thing whose nature I am ever wondering at. This web of people across the world, connected by cables and satellites and the community of the heart. A heart that now has a hole in it.
It's a strange kind of grief, distanced as it is, and I don't really know how to go about dealing with it. I guess I'll just have to wait it out, like any other trauma. Has any of you experienced the loss of an online friend? How did you get through it?
Bonus: here's a video that really made me realise a little of what kind of welcome would have awaited Walt when he got to the other side.