Out of synch
Everything was out of synch for me last week. I returned from vacation to deal with two deaths, my aunt Rose and my friend and former colleague, Bob Wooldridge. Losing both of them at the same time really threw me. I wrote about Rose a few days ago. Writing about Bob has been surprisingly more difficult.
Friends, colleagues and people from extended circles wrote about Bob all week. I think I read most ... and it helped. I hope it helped them as much as it helped me. Jesse Kornbluth on HeadButler.com. and many others eloquently expressed who Bob was and what he meant to all of us on their blogs.
I didn't go to Bob's memorial service. I felt guilty about that, but I imagine Bob would understand. The emotions of the week were at once surreal and too real. I can add little to the words shared over the course of last week.
I missed Bob when he left the company a couple of months ago but he was there in IMs and on the occasional call, keeping me up-to-date and expressing how happy he was at his new company. I miss him. I will continue to miss him. My heart goes out to his wife and children and to his entire family.