Today we found out that one of our co-workers had passed away over the weekend. The cause isn’t known yet, but he’s had heart problems so the assumption is that was the cause. I can’t say he was a close friend but he was one of my work friends and we got along fine and had a lot of laughs over the last 8 years. He was probably in his 40s and way too young to be gone.
I have to say I’m really shook up by this and I’ll miss seeing him at work. He loved dogs and kids and got really angry when someone took the last of the coffee and didn’t make a new pot — really angry. One time he wrote a poem about it. I found this picture on his Facebook page. He loved fishing.
What makes me extra sad is apparently he died a number of days ago and no one found him until today. That is just wrong. In a perfect world no one would die alone.
So once again I am face-to-face with the fragility of life. I’m not going to pretend that this will change me in any way whatsoever because people always talk about how they are going to appreciate each day more and how all the little things that bother us aren’t really important and other deep thoughts but eventually 99.9% of us eventually go back to our daily lives and nothing changes much. But I think it is good, if only for a day or two, that people are aware of our mortality and think about life.
It’s better than worrying about what Black Friday gift we might have missed.