Early this morning at work, the entire staff was called to together for what we were promised would be a brief meeting. I grumbled about being called away from what I was trying to get accomplished, but went nevertheless.
Once we were all together, I noticed a few people in tears. The boss cleared his throat uncomfortably. “There’s no easy way to say this. Rich died on Sunday.” Rich was a coworker who worked in a different department from me. We weren’t friends exactly, but he had his lunch when I did, so I saw him every day. He was about our age, which is to say, way too young to drop from a massive heart attack.
I blinked. What? How can that be? I just saw him on Friday. He was talking about his catering side business. He had mountains of chocolate-dipped strawberries to make and deliver for Valentine’s Day. He was funny, and witty, and he seemed healthy and vital, in spite of being what I would call a ‘big guy.’ Grief counselors were called in and were available all day to anyone who felt the need. We weren’t close, I didn’t feel that talking to the grief counselors was necessary. But I dreaded going to lunch. I knew there’d be a hole where Rich used to sit. And there was.
And that brought my thoughts to Mr. R. He doesn’t always take the best care of himself. There are small changes he could make to be healthier. There’s a hole in my life left by a someone who I simply took for granted would be at lunch every day.
How much bigger the hole if my sweet were gone. I need to appreciate him every moment.
Hugs to you sweet Pandora. Every moment . . . record it to the heart❤️
Thanks so much, Annie B. And I will. 🙂
A sad story, Pandora. It’s never easy to hear such news. I can understand how you feel about someone who should have been looking forward to many more years ahead. Yes, it does make us think about our own lifestyles. 🙂
Thanks for your kind words, Millie. 🙂
Life can be so fleeing…
It was a sad and sobering day.
Tomorrow is not promised, it is a gift. Live EVERY day, let none be wasted. Try to think that he would want you to carry on. Remember but carry on.
Very true. We had the most beautiful sunrise yesterday. Perhaps a gift from Rich.
So sorry Pandora, I do believe in Angels. And Yes that sunrise was more than likely a gift from your friend Rich.. Hugs!! ❤
Thank you. It was a rough loss. And it really made us think, which I suppose is a good thing.