I hate how unfair life can be. I hate that a beautiful person is no longer walking on this earth. I hate that her two daughters will grow up and not have their mum with them. I hate that at graduation, you won’t be there.
I don’t want to be angry and for the most part I’m not. I haven’t stop crying since I found out. You were always there. When I got out of hospital we talked about ways to get through this and we had meetings and you sent me annoying emails to make sure I was staying on top of my work.
Your office door is shut. The lights are off. You’re gone.
I miss you so much, Carol.
Rest in peace.