I was heartbroken when the news reached me on Monday evening that E has passed away that very moment on his way to the hospital. E was a young man who grew up in my neighborhood and was always very close to my family. His family home isthe opposite to my mom’s house hence to us he was a family.
Between the sadness that flooded my heart I couldn’t help to think whether he has lived well. He was not even 25 and was in full spirit to catch his dream to enroll in one of the best tourism college in the country, which was also my college. I could still remember his face, his eyes, when he came to town to try for another enrollment last month. It was the third trial but he was not ready to give up.
Even with Lupus on his way.
Until today, almost seven days after he passed away I couldn’t stop to replay a scene in that ambulance, the scene that I had never witnessed so I could only imagine, how he finally gave in. He never gave up his dream but Lupus finally defeated him. To me it’s felt so unfair. But isn’t life never fair?
Lately it’s like a wake up call when one by one people I know are tested by God. Among them are strong, independent and successful women. One is down with Guillain Barre Syndrom and wheelchair-bound. She is now living alone at her late parent’s house. One is down with Lupus, and has to sell her house, her business and return to her parent’s house.
I suddenly feel like a total shameless thinking how I need a new pair of shoes, how I wanted to have that branded purse, when these two and other people may only want one thing in life: to get better.
Isn’t it funny how we put high value to money and belongings like they are the most important thing in our life, when the most valuable and important thing is actually the life itself?
Today, let us be more grateful for whatever goodness and blessing that have come our way. Tomorrow is a new day. And if that day comes let us all be the better version of ourself and share love to each other.
Do you think it ‘s doable?