I woke up in a very good mood this morning. When I got in to work, I could feel a definite heaviness from my coworker. It took me a few minutes to remember that this was a day of grieving for her. But because I was in a good mood, I was kinder than I might have normally been. At lunch I decided to buy her a drink because I wanted her to know that I cared, even though I did not know what to say. She was grateful for the thought, and I think it brightened her day a bit.