Friday, June 4, 2010

Remembering Smitty

A co-worker of mine recently passed. It was completely out of the blue and to my surprise, devastating. You never know how much you care for someone till they're no longer here for you to tell them it seems. I questioned myself about why this loss was so hard for me. A friend of mine said to me, "At the end of the day, you see your co-workers more often than your own family. Unknowingly they become family." She was right. I felt a deeper closeness with Smitty.

Tracey Smith was a sweet person. She was genuine and sincere. She always asked about my son (which I now wish she
could have met), and man . . . did we have some great laughs. The thought of her passing is a true burden on my heart.

I wish our last conversation had been longer.
I wish our last laugh had been harder

1 comment:

  1. I feel u sis. I just lost a co-wrker and I was suprised at how it hit me, but memories are great and that's how we press on. Good Read!