Today, I finished God of War and I couldn’t keep my mind off of my real life Kratos, Hewitt Henderson. We met with him as my client, but before he left the studio… he was nothing less than my friend. The friendship grew into brotherhood and before he transcended, I recognized him as a warrior teacher… You only meet ONE person like H2 (another nickname) in your lifetime. My advice is simple: whoever they are, hold on to them, absorb their teachings and allow their spirit to radiate with yours. As for me, I’m still living, working hard to fulfill the promise I made to him, daily.
Promises are a funny thing, they’re made to be broken, else the word may not exist at all. Although I’ve broken my promise more than a few times before, I still work to keep it. Call it a fool’s errand, but being better than the day before isn’t as easy as I thought. However, the journey has been more than painful, more than life-changing . . . even more than rewarding. This post is for a friend but also to share my thoughts with everyone. May you rest easy Hewitt Henderson, you’re always in my ear giving me the wisdom to make it through life’s battles. You showed me how to build my Iron Man suit with no tools and you showed me to win wars without fighting. You were and will ALWAYS be, my God of War.