When one of my colleague resigned, we all miss her home-cook food that she always shared. When the girl from other department quit, I didn't smell smoke in the toilet anymore. I didn't have companion when sleeping on the couch, after my cat died.
At least there's one most significant thing that we would miss about someone when they left. Someone who laughs so loud, someone who smells very bad, someone who likes to fart around, someone who always wear short skirt. People would remember us with their own recognition.
I wonder, what would you remember me as when I leave your life, leave this place and leave this world?
