And then he was gone

i just got back from the funeral of a fellow colleague. he succumbed to cancer shortly after an operation yesterday, at age 30.

it took a while for the news of his death to sink in, because brain tumour only happens to people in TV, not real life, and especially not someone who is young and healthy (gawd, i sound so self-absorbed).

when you are gone, what is the legacy you want to leave behind?

an utterly unremarkable being that people struggle to describe in your eulogy?

or someone who will be so sorely missed, that no amount of words can do justice, because he or she has touched so many lives?

i strive to be the latter.

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Anonymous said…
and i'd want a ghost writer on my blog.
5:49 PM, April 27, 2006
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