One October night a couple of years ago, I sat with one of my best friends in the whole world in a thunderstorm on a beach on Maui. The rain was warm and soft and abundant and as we sat, soaked to the bone, we watched breathlessly as lightning moved across the black horizon.

This man is like that.

He doesn't have to talk about who or what he is. He just is.

Powerful, compassionate, generous of spirit, talented, loving, genuine, warm, insightful...the list goes on and on and on... I am delighted constantly by his endlessness. His friendship is proof to me that somewhere in this vast universe I must be doing something right. I am truly blessed to know him.