We'll all step away from this Earth one day, cash out, then dissipate into whatever comes next. For most of us, the vacuum we leave will be reconciled by an implosion of immediate family and the nearest of friends, a momentary adjustment, a shift of the cosmos felt seismically by almost no one.
TT's passage would be different, larger in scope by orders of magnitude I'm not prepared to absorb just now--Hence whatever strength of body I'm not using at the moment I'm directing skyward on the off chance the palm of his right hand will be open to accept it and add it to his own.
We miss you, TT. We're not prepared for a tomorrow that doesn't include you.