I had a post planned for today, a video that needs editing. I was going to stay home and rest, try to beat my cold. Instead, I woke to find that one of my colleagues died in particularly tragic manner. Grief and loss strike in different ways. No one way is the “right” way to grieve. Right now, I just need to step back and reflect and be there for my department.
Tag: death
a little thing lost
I saw something terrible happen this morning while I was walking and my effort to prevent it was useless. I keep thinking what might’ve happened if I had been there sooner, if I had taken another way around, if I had called out or done something else. I never want to see something like that again, yet it happens all the time. I know I’ll get past it, but I don’t think I’ll ever be able to forget it.
marginalia and such 