Death

I just found out that one of our coworkers died over the weekend. I knew Carol to say "hi" to, but we didn't work in the same branch and never had an extended conversation. Nonetheless, I saw her almost every day in passing.

She died "suddenly" over the weekend according to the email that went out. I checked with a friend who's closer (in proximity) to where she worked; Carole thinks Carol was having gastric bypass surgery and there were complications.

I just walked past Carol's cube - it's decorated for St. Patrick's Day. Did it go through her mind for one second that she might not see St. Patrick's Day? I remember when I get my braces put on that I was afraid I might not live to see them taken off. The hit is that I'm due to get them off in two months and I still might not live that long. Not because anything's wrong, but because you never know. You just don't know. And I am a person who does think about that and I hate it.