She is gone...

"I had to run to an appointment and unfortunately cannot say goodbye in person. I just wanted to say that I really enjoyed working with all of you and will miss you. This is one of the nicest group of people I have worked with and it was a real pleasure getting to know all of you. Good luck to all and thanks again for everything. Take care"

Her name was L. She was warm, kind and caring. She was like my mother, only at work. Finally I figured out a while ago that she reminded me of my late Khaleh Sori because she was of Chinese decent and Khaleh's maternal ancestors came from Mogholestan! I think her hands had the most resemblance. She was like an ally at work, always helped me when I needed it. One day, while we had lunch in the kitchen together, she confessed to me that she had passed the bar 10 years but was not practicing...instead, she enjoyed being a mother...I was shocked for a week...When I was stressing out, she would buy me lunch and calm me down.

Today was her last day. That was her last e-mail...

Just when I was starting to feel at home and comfortable, she left.

She left the way Khaleh left...

Everybody leaves...sooner or later.