I still can’t believe it. Today I learned I lost a friend. It was the first thing I heard when I woke up, and I haven’t been able to stop crying. It almost feels like I existed today, but the world just passed me by.
I first met Tristan Nichols in 2013. We both just started working at a news station in San Diego, and during that year he became one of my closest friends. We shared an office together, went out to lunch nearly every day and he was the best co-anchor I ever had.
Tristan was a master storyteller, an amazing friend, and a true traveler who saw the world through a different lens.
He loved his wife Jacky more than anything in the world, and always said he was the luckiest guy. Tristan was always radiating positivity, always smiling, always laughing, and he truly understood what it means to live your life to the fullest.
He was there for me during some of my highest highs and lowest lows, and he always knew how to make me laugh. Tristan was an incredible team player who encouraged me to start writing articles. He was always happy to offer tips and advice, and I wouldn’t be the writer I am today without his encouragement.
When he moved to England, we kept up via Whatsapp, and he was always so funny when he left messages with life updates. We last spoke in September, he was happy as ever. A new dad with the same joy for life he always had.
I never got a chance to tell him this, but I went to his blog the other day, hoping to catch up on one of his latest stories. There weren’t any updates, but I just smiled thinking about what a good friend he was.
Jacky – Amiga, I can’t even begin to imagine what you are going through. Please know that you, Mia Luna, your entire family, and the Nichols family are in my thoughts and prayers.
It’s so difficult to understand why. But I know he is looking down at us making sure we are all ok.