Life is fragile, a statement we all hear all so frequent. However we don’t really put much thought about it till death happens to someone we know.
Few days back, I got a message that aunty Linda has passed away. She has been battling cancer for many years now, and the family have been putting their best over the years to care for her and spend as much quality time with her as possible. I’ve known the family for as long as I can remember. Julia, my peer growing up; church mate and high school mate, and one of my girlfriends in life, is the second daughter of aunty Linda. And I know she and her siblings has sacrifice so much in the past years for their mother. It is really heart breaking that this happen but we all know she is in a better place now, and not suffering anymore.
Being at a funeral always makes me wonder about how much have I done, and can I do more to impact the life of the people around me. Not some random stranger, or random charity organization, but the real people around me. Friends, family, colleagues, and maybe even acquaintances. Making a difference in someone’s life. Being kind to those who seem like they don’t deserve, seeing people for who they truly are instead of how the world judge them to be, building relationships and connections to let them know someone do care.
There is something about a deeper meaning of relationship that can make a huge impact in people, because in this era, money & status can buy nearly anything, but not real relationships. Even if on day the relationship is not close anymore, but the impact will last a lifetime.
So if someone does you wrong, forgive, let go and move on. I won’t say forget, cause nobody wants to be bitten twice. So learn and be bigger person. Strangely I am the type of person who gets bitten ten thousand times by the same person before I decide this isn’t worth investing in anymore.