My One Cent Worth of Thoughts

It was a shocking news that rippled through my Secondary school’s whatsapp groups. First, it was the shock.  When the shock had passed, questions surfaced. But then, no one knew the answer.  Anyway, the answer was inconsequential, because it didn’t matter anymore. I have not seen her since we left school.

In my memory, she was a warm and friendly person.  She always wore a smile on her face and was ever approachable to all. She always had something nice to say to everyone. Her results were superb and I assume that she was also extremely capable at work because she was holding a c-level post at a renowned medical institution. She was only 40 when she passed on, leaving behind a 9 year old child. Many people were grieving for her because she was such a warm and loving person.

She was one of the few people who have passed away in their prime.  It was always unexpected. I guess they didn’t expect that themselves either.

It’s always these shocking events that make me drop everything that I was doing, take a break from my ever hectic schedule (this is self-inflicted), to ponder over what I have achieved and what I really want to attain.

Life is too short :

To be doing things that don’t make me happy.

To be spent on undeserving people who are ungrateful.

To be complaining about every single things that doesn’t go my way.

To be pandering to the whims of people who don’t matter to me.

To be wasted on fighting over little things with petty people.

It’s time :

To say no to things that don’t bring me joy.

To be with my loved ones and people who matter to me, especially my grandmother and parents who are getting on in years.

To ignore nincompoops and beasts.

To fulfill my bucket list.

To indulge in some self pampering.

It’s time to live every single day as though it’s my last. Live life with no regrets!

Rest in Peace, my friend.