So it has been such a sad, terrible, mournful day at Horizontech. We all lost a beautiful soul and friend-someone who knew our kids names and asked about them often. Someone who smiled and the whole room would light up. Someone who defied the term little by being mighty and fierce yet gentle and sweet. I have thought about all the things we will miss about Sylvia and it devastates me. The place where I have the pleasure to work is not made up of people I chose to hire, it is made up of people I chose to be my family. We laugh, cry, love, struggle, succeed and now mourn together. But the greatest of these is love-we love each other and it shows. Here is how I feel about Sylvia and her sudden departure from our physical family today. I know she is always going to be with us and we will always love her. Fly high sweet Sylvia!!! Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow, I am the sun on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the mornings hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there; I did not die. -Mary Elizabeth Frye
Posted on: Thu, 09 Oct 2014 00:18:21 +0000
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