Last Tuesday, one of our shipping clerks had a wreck. He is having problems with his vision because the dust from the air bag got in his eyes. His eyes are swollen shut.
Yesterday, our salesman who found out in October that he had stage 4 prostate cancer moved on to the next realm of life. He was 56. His wife is lost. She was 18 when they married. It's been a wonderful 30 years. Until the last 6 months. Their girls are mid twenties.
Saturday, one of our production workers was at his dad's and was fixing to leave when he had what they thought was a seizure. No, it was a massive stroke with the blood clot at the base of his skull. Nothing they could do. He moved to the next realm of life this afternoon. He was 48.
All it seems I've done is pull forms for beneficiaries, or short term disability forms, talking or emailing bad news to many folks. And cry. That is all I seem to have done for the last 2 days. Cry.
I'm tired and my back still hurts from doing what, I haven't a clue. Breathing maybe. That's all I remember doing on Saturday morning.
I'm sad. Pray for these families.
Hugs to all.