I could maybe
A dear friend of mine for almost 12 years passed away. Apparently, he just graduated from college and earned his first RM500. He barely lasted in the creative industry for 3 weeks.
In the presence of death, I’m always thoughtful. If not certain emotions that mix with respects.
We have witnessed maybe to many deaths. Passing aways of people that have to leave early ahead of us. People that matter so very much to us in little bits. People that we take for granted that have left. People that we could have maybe helped a little more.
I sometimes question the position I stand in their lives. Frequently after obitury. Especially those that I’m capable of helping through hard times.
“If I helped you make a glass of water when you’re thirsty, I marked a place in your life.”
“When you needed money, I robbed from you.”
“In the desperate event of help, I turned you down.”
It makes a whole lot of difference if I did something for you in your life. Big or small. A joke or a hand to hold.
Maybe, I could have.
In ever loving memory of Vincent. (1985-2006)
