Leaving at 29
Days ago, we heard the news of a former colleague who has been hospitalized for quite some time. And today, while having lunch we were even talking about planning to contribute a little amount that we can send her way to possibly assist on her expenses while at the hospital. And just an hour later, we learned that she passed away at 29. 😐 Nothing has prepared me for the shock. Even at the moment I can't still wrap my head around the brevity of life. There are so many questions in my mind: How was she feeling on the hours before her last breath? Was she in so much pain? How did she think about her 1-year-old who would be left behind? Did she think it was her destiny to leave young? Was there something she could have done differently to be healthier and live a long life? Does she still have many dreams left unfulfilled? I told a friend, if only we can bargain with God to just let us live until our 80s, and only if when we truly want to leave should HE take us. 😌 But life is LIFE....
