As a self proclaimed introvert, I have the tendency of agreeing to do certain things with other people and then not following up or following through with those plans. Not because I don’t like the person, but because I put unnecessary pressure on myself to display or portray myself as being an extroverted socialite that has the gift of gab and can carry on an hour + long conversation with minimal breaks of silence when said meetups actually do happen – thus making me not want to have any other interactions like that with anyone in the future.
Yesterday I received a total and abrupt reality check though when I learned that a very nice and sweet co-worker, whom I got along great with and who had such a sweet spirit and personality, and also who I had agreed to having lunch with, but never penned or secured a date and time to have lunch with, unexpectedly passed away Monday night leaving myself and the rest of the campus community in a total state of shock. In my mind, I always felt like me and her would eventually have gotten around to doing lunch and/or interacting outside of the workplace – especially once the pandemic ended. Never did I ever think that she would’ve passed away before the opportunity or invitation would be brought up in conversation again. She was only 7 years older than me – though she looked much younger – and had no major health issues that I knew of. I just saw her on a Zoom 2-3 weeks ago!
Hearing of someone else’s death has a way of making you think about your own mortality; and causes you to make empty promises to yourself to do better and be better. Nevertheless, this tragic reminder of the fragility of life has already got my brain buzzing; and given me a charge to making me commit myself to saying “yes” and penning down an actual date to the next offer and invitation of “let’s do lunch.”