The news came in trickles on Friday. It started with a Facebook post I happened to notice and then, before we knew it, my co-worker was on the phone with one of the college Vice Presidents to confirm it:
One of our tutors passed away early Friday morning.
This wasn’t one of those I-know-who-that-is situations.
This was a kid that I interviewed. I helped make the decision to hire him. Which wasn’t a difficult decision. He was a good student with a lot of passion and motivation and I’d already seen him work hard.
You just don’t expect these things. Not ever.
After we learned what happened on Friday, we closed the Tutoring Center and sent everyone home early. No one could work after that. None of our hearts were in it.
This morning, faced with coming in and seeing everyone, it was tough. To be honest, I’m not getting a whole lot done and I’m just not feeling it today.
It’s just such a sad time. And seeing the hollow faces of so many of our tutors just makes me want to hug them all and let them cry on my shoulder. Except that would apparently be weird. Whatever.
So bear with me as I process this.
And maybe hug your loved ones a little closer today. Because life is short and you just never know.