High Pinay

Last Sunday, Cling (one of my best friends) and I went to visit a high school friend who is suffering from head tumor… It was a very nostalgic visit ‘coz we haven’t seen him since high school graduation.

We laughed and remembered those good old days… but then behind those happy smiles at the back of our minds it was some sort of a “reality check” - that we are not getting any younger anymore and if before we never bothered to think about serious stuffs in life, because we were just mere children with just petty childish problems in life, (well.. no matter how insignificant those were problems before I still believe that they were important factors that have molded us into what we are now:-) but now things have changed - we are facing grave reality on how life should be lived.

Today, five days after that visit… Jordan passed away.

Although we haven’t been together for some quite time, knowing that his gone is somehow shocking, upsetting and sorrowing…’coz I feel that he is one of us, from our batch, same generation of my own, and he represents me, Cling and every batchmate of ours..

A young body that had gone to rest and was beaten up by a dreadful sickness…with dreams that won’t be fulfilled anymore. A life lived shortly… and what was the purpose of that life?

I remembered his painful words asking “What happened to my life?” Maybe Jordan did felt that somehow it was a wasted life…

But I saw the purpose of his death - on the meaning that he gave to our life now that he is gone. A lifeless testimony that would give life to our passion to live life to its fullest… to cherish everything and everyone around us and ultimately to let God be our greatest goal… ‘coz in the end it is where we are all going to…