Life’s Journey

Last night I heard the news of a recent sudden death. I didn’t know the man but know the people around him. I was deeply affected by his sudden departure. My thoughts went to his family, friends and loved ones. I wondered if he had the chance to put his affairs in order. I wondered if he had said his goodbyes. I wondered if his loved ones had a chance to bid him farewell. Or, did he leave behind unanswered questions and unspoken words?

Death is a reality we either avoid or fear talking about. But, as Steve Jobs once said, Death is perhaps the best change agent of life. It clears the path for new beginnings, new life. More importantly, it emphasizes the value of life itself. It stresses the little time assigned to us to play our part in this life. Knowing our roles and playing those parts to the fullest is perhaps the best strategy. But, how do we know what those roles are?

Life is a journey where we meet different people, do different things when the train stops at a station. Sometimes, some of those people and activities get on board with us while others either wait at the platform or board another train. Sometimes, we get off at a station without boarding another again. Along the way, these encounters either expand or dwindle as some choose to stay on board while others get off. The trick is to recognize and appreciate those who choose to stay on board the same train as us.

It’s inevitable that there will be disappointments and heartaches along the way as will there be hope, happiness and excitements. Sometimes these emotions leave an impact on us for life, be it positive or negative. That too is part of the journey.

There are always people around us who have the best wishes for us. There are people who will always be by our sides; giving support, caring unconditionally. These are the people that we need to pay attention to and not seek those who have boarded a different train. Otherwise, there will only be regrets and missed opportunities.

My brother once said, choosing with whom I share my emotions will determine whether it will lead to happiness, hope, disappointments or heartaches. He shared his wisdom when I was a sentimental child easily brought to tears. I think his words were meant to caution me not to have expectations from just anyone. Over the years I would learn how valuable his advice was and is. It is wasted emotions when it is distributed to a closed recipient.

Death is inevitable. I hope I’ll appreciate people seeking my presence, if I’ve not done so yet. I hope I’ll get to say my goodbyes. I hope I’ll not leave behind unanswered questions and unspoken words.