Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Who are we?

One of my college friend died last year.

It was the first time I've ever lost a friend. At the age of 23, it was quite shocking, actually. He wasn't a close one but we went to the same classes and had the same teacher as our counselor for four years, so we always met each other on the beginning of every semester.

At the night of his death almost all of my friends came to the hospital to pray and say goodbye.

And although I tried to hide or deny it.... that incident really changed my life. Or at least, the way I look at life.

Who are we? Who are we when it's our turn to lie there, with our eyes closed and our breath silenced?

We became nothing but pieces of memories. Some people might remember the way you smile, the clothes you often wear, the things you own, the car you drive, your GPA, how brilliant you are... some might not.

But they will remember the way you make them feel. Your kindness, the way you treat them, your politeness, the way you always lighten up the room.. Like the old saying; They probably won't remember what you did, but they will remember how you make them feel.

So the question is, how do you wanna be remembered?