More perspective

I got to the IBM Learning Center a bit after midnight, and, foolishly, checked my e-mail before going to bed. I found a note from a colleague asking me if I could help out with something we were working on, because he was going to be out for a while, burying his son, who had fallen on ice while doing volunteer work, hit his head, and died.

And then this evening, I got the call I was expecting, telling me that the friend who I’d written about on Saturday had died.

May both of their memories be blessings.