My manager for five years, Millie or Mildred really, passed away today. I had been meaning to call and check up on her for a few weeks. I guess I know for sure how she's doing now.I remember meeting her the day I applied to work at honey dew, I was so intimidated by her. She hired me on the spot.

It was a rough time, I was only fifteen and had been unemployed for three months from my first terrible job. She quickly grew on me and I couldn't see her any less than as a grandmother. She was feisty, sassy and so hard working. Nothing could stop her. She was eighty-four, had been part of Honey dew and the Cranston community for over twenty years, mine for a third of that, and was planning to work til the day of her death.

She spiced up the shop, gave everyone a reason to come and a sense of being "home." she was diaganosed with pancreatic cancer,I watched life leave her as the weeks went by. She wasn't ready to leave and was not willing to stop working, but she had no choice. Shortly after she stopped visiting, didn't want to see anyone, started losing her memory. I tried calling, she was usually asleep and I was asked to call back another time.

This sucks.

The shop already feels different.
Everyone asks about you.

Rest in peace Millie Millz. <3