My old friend passed away suddenly and it's a very sad incident for me. I've known him as well as his wife for more than a decade, from teenagehood to adulthood. When I look back at the photos I have of them, it fills me with sorrow. In a way, I was one of those who brought them together, since he asked me for her telephone number. I attended their wedding too.
When I saw him in the coffin, I lost control and broke down, thankfully, not in front of her. I was recalling the times we had together and his personality. I wanted to stay strong for her, at least at the wake. I worry for her but I know that God will provide for and take care of her. It's so ironic that it took this occasion to bring us back together, because we did not keep in touch due to our own commitments in life. It touched me when she told me that she still keeps the letters I wrote to her, even after her marriage. I told her I wish to write more to her again, implying taking up contact with her again. I'm honoured, in a way, to share this time with her, as well as be her trusted confidant. I can share her happy and sad times with her. I also know he's closer to heaven than we on earth are.
It's strange though that this occasion was also a friendship reunion between some of the old friends and I. Things were awkward because we just lost touch over the years but we still recognised each other. His first girlfriend was there and she broke down too. It makes me wonder if I'll do the same for my first love, should he die suddenly as well.
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