Sadnesses in the work field

So if you work someplace for 5 years, you are bound to get caught up in the routine, talking to your regulars, moms and dads and children yelling in their phone back ground, while they try to call in for paperwork to be cut for the business they run by day. All of the audits we help with, certificates of insurance, the endless payment reminders calls, emails, letters, faxes, all day I am in perpetual motion trying to rescue or assist someone from some insurance situation. Contractors have been hit so hard by this economy, and yet we had many families of them we've cared for. Yesterday, brought us news of one who was always nice, polite, family man, life went badly this last year, the economy, the business of building in a recession, then the marriage, falling apart, children to be taken care of, , a wife who had always tried to help in the business even though she had a full time job herself, but bad business, separation, what it does to the mind and to the esteem, if everyone would project out a year into the future they might make different life impacting decision or none at all would be better......

and so he shot himself at the des plaines river, and that is where they found him last week. No more happy average family, no more husband and wife working out the newer kinks, no more carpentry contractor, no more man who even if not perfect certainly tried for light years.

Done.

Replaced by questions, shock, and sadness at where it went wrong. Children being chased by their own mental shadows as they grow, wife haunted by places in time where amends could have been made and weren't, and blaming themselves for it shaping to a conclusion no one could have foreseen.