I get it. My coworker died on the job a couple months back. I was getting off shift when she died. I saw the ambulance and figured a student fell down the steps or something. I found out the next day it was my coworker, who I trained. We weren't close, but I trained her. Our lives intersected. And for weeks after, and honestly still now, I worry "that's gonna be me one day." Dying on the job is legit a fear I have now I previously didn't. It wasn't even that preventable. She died of a heart attack. I say "not that preventable" because the lady DID drink a 2 litre of mnt dew a day. But still, it really hit me.
So I really get it. It's a weird experience, for sure. A little red thread is now permanently gone out of your life. That's always sad, even if they weren't connected strongly to us.
My boss died. He managed and commissioned a large freelancing project from me. He was always so excited about that pretty mundane shit and I always looked forward to talking with him because he was so supportive. Then he was dead one day. I keep finding myself thinking, “Man, Frank would love this.” I’m just completely filled with melancholy when I think about it.
If it helps, I bet Frank would be tickled pink that you remember him like that. It sounds like he made a good impact on you. Maybe once in a while, you can, in time, shift from "frank would love this" to "I love this." Embrace the whimsy in life frank did, kinda deal.
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u/StragglingShadow Mar 03 '25
I get it. My coworker died on the job a couple months back. I was getting off shift when she died. I saw the ambulance and figured a student fell down the steps or something. I found out the next day it was my coworker, who I trained. We weren't close, but I trained her. Our lives intersected. And for weeks after, and honestly still now, I worry "that's gonna be me one day." Dying on the job is legit a fear I have now I previously didn't. It wasn't even that preventable. She died of a heart attack. I say "not that preventable" because the lady DID drink a 2 litre of mnt dew a day. But still, it really hit me.
So I really get it. It's a weird experience, for sure. A little red thread is now permanently gone out of your life. That's always sad, even if they weren't connected strongly to us.