The past week had been such a sad week.
When I started my new job six months ago, the first staff member to really welcome me was one of our building operators. It was in February and I remember him and his red and black leather and suede jacket.
He would come to work early and would always give me a hug. My desk became the pit stop for candies and other kinds of munchies as the one before me had started it. Everyone would stop by and grab whatever is the snack for that day or days.
One time my blood sugar was down and I needed to have something sweet and there was none left at all and there was nothing in the kitchen. An office mate had an orange and she gave it to me.
The next morning feeling guilty, he was at the office early and I had arrived and he told me that he just wanted to give me something and he put two small packages of candies in my hand and told me to hide it.
He is so helpful and understanding and I really appreciated all the help. This week I found out he had a stroke and so I went to visit him in the hospital. There I gave him a hug and he looked so different. He had a hard time speaking and was so frustrated at his difficulty of trying to speak and to think of what to say. I brought him cookies. When I asked him if his son has visited, he started to cry and it was hard to console him. When we left to go, he was in tears and was holding on to my hand.
On Friday, one of the guys visited him at the hospital and when he got back to the office, I was told that he has brain and lung cancer and that he was asking for me and my cookies.
So I went to see him again Friday after work and when we were ready to go, he started to cry again and it was so hard to leave him. He does not have family in the city. I brought him more cookies and sweet and told him we will be back to visit.
It is so hard to see a man who I have seen so strong before crying and I hope that his faith is strong. I don't know how long he has but I hope that he is not pain.
God bless you, Dwayne.
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