It is a strange feeling that inhabits me these days.
A friend of mine died two weeks ago.
We weren’t that close and I didn’t even know her that well but still, I considered her my friend.
We worked together. A few years ago I was her superior and I helped train her in this entertainment business that is the Video Games Industry. For a year or two she was one of the best testers I’ve ever worked with and I knew her to be very smart, witty and a true go-getter.
Almost a year ago she contacted me for a position where she worked. Being very unhappy where I was at the time, I took her offer and although I eventually failed at the job (I was given more than I could chew and some clients suffered for it), it was a very good time that I spent there and I owe it to her and the confidence she had in me from our days at the previous employer.
I still have great respect and admiration for her, remembering who she was when I was first introduced to her to who she had become when I last saw her at work.
I am proud to have known her.
Lately she had seemed to be enjoying life to its fullest. She went on a few trips in the sun, along beaches and exploring jungles with friends. She even went sky-diving.
I don’t know for sure what happened. Some of what I read and heard suggested she took her own life. I hope it was an accident or maybe she fell ill. I think I will never know what happened and it doesn’t matter.
I will remember the good times; I will remember who she was to me.
Goodbye Cybel.
Xoxox
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
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