Candle in the wind

She passed away. She died of liver cancer.
I don't really know her personally, but somehow i have deep respect for her.
My image of her: A go-getter. A charismatic, gung-ho, intellectual woman. One who dwarfs you with her mere presence. The epitome of a modern woman.
She was on my panel of interviewers for my previous job. She's just slightly over forty, but is already the deputy honcho of my ex-company.
Her two kids are still so young. The elder has probably just gone to secondary school.
She has so much going for her, but she's only a human. A fragile being whose life can be snubbed out cruelly in an instant. A candle in the wind.
Farewell. I will remember you, always.