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R.I.P. Mr. Lux

This is not the post I was intending to write.

I was feeling guilty for having missed Day #1 of the March Slice of Life Challenge yesterday. And, as the clock ticked closer and closer to the 11:59 deadline on Day #2, I still didn't know what I was going to write. That was when I received some sad news and I knew that I needed to write about that.

My youngest daughter texted me a little while ago to tell me that one of her high school teachers had passed away. I was in shock. This was a young teacher that I had worked with nine years ago. I didn't know him well but I do remember how he helped my daughter with chemistry during her ninth grade year. He was also doing some work with NASA, I think, and he seemed a dedicated teacher that enjoyed his students.

A couple of years ago or more, he connected with me on Facebook and we've been "friends" ever since. I always found it curious that he usually posted pictures of his young son but not much else and that he never "liked" or commented on anything I posted. I began to wonder why we were "friends". When I received the news of his death I realized (again) that we can't judge others and pretend to know what their lives are like. We can never truly know about the personal challenges they face and why they do what they do. We can only take everyone at face value and appreciate them for who they are at the time that we know them.

R.I.P. Mr. Lux.

March Slice of Life Challenge, Day #2
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