You never forget the person who accompanies you through the 30 days. Stan, to me, was an embodiment of grace. He was a truly merciful person. He saw people with such a presupposition of their gorgeous createdness, that it helps a person see their own glory too. I’m not sure Stan really looked with that lens at himself- he was a shocking brusher-off of compliments! But I have learned more from his generous and spacious listening than I have from any book on the subject. His quietness was a pool of clear water, a cleansing and revealing and thirst-quenching quietness. I feel his loss keenly, but his presence will not soon go. I will always be grateful that I knew Stan.