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When I snapped this photo in Tricia’s wedding, little did I know that it would play a modest role on her final farewell. I almost even have not shared it to Tricia when she asked for photos for Aunt Rosie’s services. I thought, why would she want a solo picture, they must have a lot of it. Besides, what Tricia wanted were photos of Aunt Mary surrounded by the many friends she collected over the years.

I wrote to Tricia the greatest impact made by Aunt Rosie to me. The time when she ask me to join her and a friend for lunch. We had a good time and I also enjoyed the company of her friend, they seem to know a lot about each other – so I assumed they were friends from way back when. To my surprise, she met her at David Jones, Aunt Rosie was the customer and she’s the saleslady. She called Aunt Rosie because she found a new job and didn’t want to lose touch. Such is ease on how Aunt Rosie endears to new friends.

I’ve met other people like her, but often times – friendly people have motives. More often, if they are so nice they may be roping you for an MLM. But not A. Rosie – you know that her interest in you is downright pure. She want nothing from you, in fact she’s working into inviting you to a dinner or at the very least, lunch in the break-out area in the office.

I will miss you A. Rosie. The countless time you came around to say ‘Hi Stranger’ – almost taunting why I don’t come around your desk often. I will miss having to hide my lunch because I know you will quiz me on how it is cooked, though you know very well I don’t know but you want to remind me how lucky I am because I have a wife who looks after me. I will miss the fact that you call us the “cycling team” although we’ve long since stopped having those cycling weekends.

I will miss you but never forget you.