I just lost one of my best friends.

Jessica Porter lost her battle with pulmonary hypertension this afternoon.

I’m not mad. I’m not upset. I’m not… a lot of things that one might expect at this moment. There’s a part of me that’s been expecting this for some time now. Of course, that doesn’t make it “easier.” Nothing ever does.

There are a lot of things that I could say about Jess. And, no matter what – or how much -  I said, I’m sure that I’d leave out something that showed how great a person she was. I’ll miss having her around. She was, as I said, one of my best friends. I can only hope that I was as good a friend to her, as well.

Blue skies and gentle landings, Jess.
You’ve earned them.