On Thursday, February 28th I felt a sudden need to light a candle and to send love out into the universe. I didn’t know why I needed to, I just knew that I had to. So at 4:30 I let my daughter choose a candle and we lit it together. Shortly after that things became all to clear.
Bran Everseeking, who was known to some as Thomas Dunbar, was a treasured friend. At 4:15 his wife, Naomi, had posted to FB that he was having a heart attack. It wasn’t until later that evening I would learn of it… after seeing another post she made at 6:04. Bran had left this world for the next. Gratefully I didn’t learn the news until after Lily-Ann had gone to sleep as with it came a slurry of tears. It honestly felt like some cruel joke.
The last couple of days have been absolutely draining, and I really have no words – which is why this post is more dry facts than anything else. I’m simply trying to relay information without breaking down again. For now all I can share are images, something I believe Bran (as a fellow photographer) would appreciate.
The candle I lit at about 4:30 on Thursday, burned until 4:54 Saturday morning. I know this, because the change in light woke me from a troubled sleep and I saw the last ember go out.
Goodnight my dear, dear friend. Know that love follows you from this life into the next. Seek no more.

The last photo I took of Bran, at Welcome to the Gaybourhood in 2010. He’s playing with Lily-Ann.

The candle I lit, on it’s second night.
Photograph edited only to convert it from RAW to JPG and to add the text.

A photograph I took in honour of Bran Everseeking.
Edited only to convert it from RAW to JPG and to add the text.

Follow your feet my dear friend, they know the way.
Photograph edited only to convert it from RAW to JPG and to add the text.
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