When my colleague died

When I woke up today and opened my Facebook account, I was surprised by the news of my college colleague's death. She was not my friend, but I remember her clearly, as she was one of the characters whose facial features seem that they are disgruntled, but when you talk to her, you find her, contrary to expectations, a fun character. Her death made me remember the time when I was very sick, and although my illness was minor, I felt like I was about to die. I always wondered if someone other than my family would mourn me, or if someone was missing me and would regret that he had not contacted me while I was still alive. After many years after my illness and after the death of my colleague, my questions still remain, and I have not found any answers yet.