Die Young

Early this morning, my office inbox showed I got four mails from ex-college mates of mine. The news from them were shocking. A mate of ours had gone home to be with our Lord yesterday evening. He died of lung cancer.

Truth be told, I could not place him when I read those mails. In my defense, I must state that there were at least 150 of us mates and it had been 15 years since we last saw each other. However misplaced my memory of him may be, fact remains that he died young, only 39. He leaves behind his wife, a daughter and son.

It brings home the fact that life is fragile. As we go about our daily chores, groaning and fuming over work, cursing while stucked in traffic or long queue, gossiping with friends, watching TV and surfing the net, most of us forgot that tomorrow may never come for some of us.

If we knew today is our last day, would we live the day as we did today? I think most of us would not. Push aside the initial urge to get on a plane and go to Hawaii or Paris and live wild for the last 24 hours, I think we would change how we interact with people around us and be more selective on the activities we chose to spent time on. Perhaps instead of shouting at colleagues, we would take time to understand from where they come from, respect their views and yet be firm on ours. We would take more time to be supportive instead of back-stabbing. We would take time to show our appreciation to our staffs instead of demanding more productiveness. Lets not forget the family. We would spend more time talking and laughing with loved ones rather than washing the dishes, mopping the floors, doing laundry and more because tomorrow those stuffs would still be there but our chance to show our love to our family may be gone. We may miss that last laugh, that last hug or that lass kiss.

I believe each of us is special to someone or two or more but at least one. Don't miss the opportunity to say some kind words. Don't miss the opportunity to give that special smile to that special someone. Because tomorrow may never come.

In memory of the people who had entered our lives and enriched us ...

Weddings

A colleague is getting married soon. Just received her invitation card this week and she called me yesterday. She marrying an ex-colleague. Know them both. It'll be an inter-racial marriage. She told of the initial difficulties they faced from parents, etc but looks like God has blessed them both richly because their path down the aisle had been ironed out; objections had been retracted. She was practically gushing with joy. How wonderful. It's always a happy occassion when a couple found love and is ready to commit their whole lives to each other.

Never thought I'd hear these words from her "keep praying for your life partner..." and they were directed to me. Guess I'd better say more ardent prayers more frequent. God, I'm hinting now...

Bunny

This is Bunny. She's a gift from an ex-colleague of ten years. she gave me Bunny on her last day of work. Bunny wears a light blue jeans just like her.

Wishing her the best...

What I've Learned

With 3 decades under my belt, I felt obliged to share my experiences with whomsoever interested:

• I've learned that love is unpredictable; we can and sometimes do fall in love with someone we never dreamed we'd ever fall for. Proximity breeds ...proximity.


• I've learned to treasure those moments with my parents when they reminisce of their younger days.


• I've learned to appreciate a hug. A hug can comfort a broken heart. A hug can bring a smile to a sad face. A hug can revive a tired soul. And the best thing is -- when you give a hug, you get one in return. Another good thing -- both are free.


• I've learned that sometimes it's better to let go of that someone you love when you know he/she can never be yours.


• I've learned that everyone can sing. The only difference is in the quality. And the best time to sing is when in a car, alone : )

(Added 25.3.11)

• These will past. No matter how bad a situation, it will soon past.
• There's a season for everything. A time for laughs and a time for tears.
• Forgiving is hard but good for the soul.

Feel free to add on what you've learned and your age, if you're so inclined.