This has been a tough week. Work is crazy, my schedule is a nightmare, I'm exhausted, I haven't had any sugar since February 1 and Diet Coke in a week- but that's ok, I'm not complaining.
I am thankful.
One of my co-workers died unexpectedly this week. She was 33 years old and had a 4 week old son. I didn't know her well but we had been involved in some projects together in recent months. In the short time that I did know her I learned a lot about her.
She loved her husband.
She loved her family.
She was so excited about having a baby.
She was so thrilled to be having a son.
She was so good at her job.
She had a great sense of humor.
She had a whole life ahead of her.
I can't stop thinking about her and how unfair it is that she's not going to be able to see her son grow up and to be his mom. And how sad that this baby won't know the woman who gave him life, who wanted him so much and who such hopes and dreams for him- for all of them.
And as I pray for strength for her family, I say prayers of thanksgiving for mine- and prayers of hope for all of us.