Someone I work with passed away today.
At work. In a flurry of confusion, pain and worry, the world hiccupped and Death took her.
I don’t have any golden words to impart. Nothing brilliant to say about the shortness of life and the eternity of love. What I can say is she was a lovely person to me. She brushed up against my life in bits and threads but I liked her.
Death does come on silent wings at times. Sadly, there is never that second we should get to say goodbye or give one final kiss.
My best wishes to her family. Death is a heavy burden to carry, heavier than a lost friend or a broken heart. It does lighten over time—the sting of Death—but it leaves one numb and sometimes paralyzed. It’s hard to walk around a gaping wound in one’s life. I can only hope her family knows she loved them deeply. In the little we spoke about the tiny things in our lives, I knew she loved the people she held close.
So, now is when I tell you to let people you love know they are loved by you. They are hard words to say. I get that. And it’s hard sometimes to say them through the day to day annoyances and grumbles we have but say them. And make sure people know you mean them.