Apologies for the rambling post, but it's good to unload in relative anonymity.
I got a call from my business partner on the drive to work on Friday morning.
One of our staff (small company, we had 9) went home from work, played with his kids, had dinner, watched some TV, went to bed and never woke up again.
He was 45. His kids were 13 and 10.
He was a graduate architect. He left a well paying job to go back to uni and study architecture, which is what he always wanted to do.
I'm feeling a bit melancholy today, but made sure I told my partner I loved her. Cooked a nice dinner, spoke to my mum on the phone, and organised all kinds of bit and pieces.
I guess it was a wake up call. I shared a small office with him. I kept on looking up, seeing the pictures of his kids, his jacket on the wall, a half eaten chocolate bar he told me he was saving for tomorrow. I guess tomorrow never came for him
I don't know what the purpose of this is, I guess I just wanted to get some thoughts down on paper.
RIP Greg. You were one of the best person I have ever met.
I got a call from my business partner on the drive to work on Friday morning.
One of our staff (small company, we had 9) went home from work, played with his kids, had dinner, watched some TV, went to bed and never woke up again.
He was 45. His kids were 13 and 10.
He was a graduate architect. He left a well paying job to go back to uni and study architecture, which is what he always wanted to do.
I'm feeling a bit melancholy today, but made sure I told my partner I loved her. Cooked a nice dinner, spoke to my mum on the phone, and organised all kinds of bit and pieces.
I guess it was a wake up call. I shared a small office with him. I kept on looking up, seeing the pictures of his kids, his jacket on the wall, a half eaten chocolate bar he told me he was saving for tomorrow. I guess tomorrow never came for him
I don't know what the purpose of this is, I guess I just wanted to get some thoughts down on paper.
RIP Greg. You were one of the best person I have ever met.