🔗 Daring Fireball: How It Went

Given the circumstances when I went to bed Tuesday night, it was no surprise I was welling up with tears come the morning. But I’d never have expected they’d be tears of joy, with a sense of hope — however diminished — and abiding love in my heart.

As much as I get fed up sometimes with Gruber’s voice, this is a beautiful and emotional piece. It has reconciled me with the man, the son, the writer.