I walked into work on Friday and came face to face with her closed door. She'll never be in there to share a laugh with me again.
Every time her name pops up on work related materials, my heart hurts a little.
We packed up her office. Well, I should say that an AMAZING student packed up most of it. I needed to separate the work paperwork from her personal paperwork. It was an unfortunate necessity. With the contents of her office in boxes, it makes things a little easier to handle. We're going to move the desk around. That should help me not want to cry every time I look into the room.
Various campus offices have been working behind the scenes to transfer her point of contact information to me. Every time that happens, I have to hold back tears.
We've planned a memorial. Obituaries are being written. I found my black dress.
But do you know the biggest thing that I did? I signed up for a pile of races. Many of these are the races that she and I did!
Run the D.O.G.
Christmas Town Dash 8K
(She's the one on the right)
Anyone want to run with me? (Or walk with me?)