Whenever a co-employee of mine somehow decides to move on and resign from our work, I feel a piece of my heart breaking. I somehow feel that part of me is going and that I will never see that part of me again. Such is the feeling I had when my co-manager left the office yesterday. It was quite aburpt and one that no one expected. And yes, she was forced to resign. I thought I knew her. I felt that the 7 years that we've known each other meant something. I thought that she was a friend. But all my thoughts were proved wrong. I realized just now that I don't really know her. Despite the fact that I made her a godmother to my daughter, despite the fact that we've worked together for half a decade and the despite the many out-of-town trips we spent together, I don't have an idea who she really was. And it's hard to tell now if I am really hurting. Yes, I somehow feel betrayed. And yes, I trusted her with my life once or twice. But somehow, something tells me ...
For more than 10 years, I have been using this blog as a notepad for my personal thoughts, life milestones, professional opinions on real estate and investments like house and lot and condo among other things. I have always been a writer by heart though most of my work are technical and business in nature. In this digital world, everyone has that desire to be heard online. I am one of them apparently :)