Thursday, December 16, 2010


A former colleague took his own life yesterday.  I can't say we were friends; while we had worked together for a couple years, we were just getting to know each other better when he left for another employer about 18 months ago.  I do know that he told me he was as happy at that time as he had been.

I don't understand what it is in life that makes one feel that ending it is the only solution.  I  have never understood.  What I do know is that he left behind people much closer to him than I who wonder why and will always wonder what they could have done.

1 comment:

Big Fat Gini said...

I'm sorry, dad. That's always really tough and it's something I've never been able to understand either...