Woke up cranky this morning. Felt like I got shoved back in to October or November with the waking up in the dark due to the time change.
Pulled into the parking lot at work and wished - to myself - that my boss wasn't in.
She's not. I just found out one of her sons passed away (possibly due to meningitis and only 19) this weekend.
God.
I feel like an asshole. And horrified. Poor woman!
2 comments:
Oh I am so sorry to hear that - poor woman!
And of course it's not you!
Went to the memorial tonight. God, those suck anytime, but never more so than for when it's a young person who had (theoretically) their whole life ahead of them.
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