I couldn’t find you on Facebook or any other social network, but that doesn’t surprise me… because you were always too cool for the rest of us anyway. With your Portuguese accent, fiery love for soccer, habit of calling us young tigers, and that office desk of yours with nothing ever on it — you were the best modern renaissance badass woman boss employer person. Sorry, that’s a lot of words.
Anyways, I’m sure you’re still busy inspiring your team to ‘stop chasing other people’s tails and find your own roar.’ But… I hope I can see you again sometime when I’m visiting. I’ve always wanted to tell you that even though I’m still working on my roar, you helped me find my meow first.