I don't know where to post this. I feel like a fraud posting in this section because it is full of posts about dear family members. I am writing about a colleague, not even a close colleague who passed away two years ago and she keeps popping into my mind and every time she does, my eyes fill with tears.
We worked together for a couple of years, we were not close but I liked her as a person.This sounds patronising, but in a way, I felt sorry for her. She lived for work and worked so very hard yet got little respect for the long hours she put in. She was stressed and I got the impression she didn't do very much outside of work. She was probably exhausted due to the fourteen hour days she put in. She didn't take breaks or put in for overtime. She just did it to stay on top of her workload. She didn't have a partner or children. She got cancer and she passed away quickly and quietly. She was organised to the end and sold all her belongings and donated the proceeds to where she wanted it to go. For some reason that she did that, makes me well up.
Her death has had a huge impact on me. I have made major changes in my own lifestyle. I often find myself looking at her photo and remembering her and feeling incredibly sad. Not for a lost friendship but sad for her that she didn't seem so happy yet always had a smile for everyone, that she tried to help everyone yet people didn't really help her in return, that she was a bit of a scapegoat for her peers but she tried so hard.
I don't even know why I'm writing about her. I didn't know her personally but felt shock and loss when she passed away.
Is it because I am around her age and our personalities were similar?
I don't know but I so hope she is resting in peace.