More than the Monday Blues
I had an email from a girl I used to work with to tell me about a memorial service that is taking place this weekend for another girl that used to work in our team. I hadn't heard that anything had happened to this girl so I replied to the email asking what she was on about. I've not had a reply yet but I fear there can only be one answer. What makes it even worse it that the memorial wasn't just for my ex-colleague, it was for her daughter too (who she was expecting when I worked with her, and would've been 3 or 4 by now). I'm trying not to think about it until I hear for sure what has happened, but they wouldn't be having a memorial for two people who are alive and well, would they?
The girl was lovely, but she'd had a pretty rough life and didn't keep very well. When she fell pregnant with her daughter it was totally unplanned but she was ecstatic. She delighted in everything to do with the pregnancy, whether it was morning sickness or the baby hiccuping, she loved it. I'd left the company by the time she had the baby but I got regular updates from our mutual friend and she sounded like a fantastic mother. I've just realised that I'm already thinking of her in the past tense...
I've been on the verge of tears all morning, and have been furiously working away to try and not think about it.
Life can be so shit.
I spoke to the ex-colleague who forwarded the email, and she told me that our friend Chantelle and her 2 year old daughter Ellora died in a car crash about a month ago in Australia. Chantelle died straightaway, and Ellora later in hospital.
What a waste.