A coworker of mine passed away yesterday. She was in her mid-thirties, cancer, the aggressive kind. She had been going through treatment for the past 2 years. We all knew this day was coming, she wouldn't be coming back. In the end, I wonder if she regretted not doing more reports and answering more office phone calls, or if she wished for more walks on a beach or holding hands with some she loved. It makes you stop and think.