| Monday, June 23, 2008 |
| i.m.mortal (062308) |
This weekend, I found myself at another low point in my life. I couldn't understand how things came to be what they are. I don't know if I ought to blame my inability (which I hoped was not the case), my complacency, or other people's inequity.
Talking it over with others only either frustrated me or amplified my restlessness. For while their one liners sounded simple enough, it wasn't exactly what I wanted to hear. Maybe I wanted them to cry with me. Maybe I wanted their world to stop for a few minutes - like mine did several years ago - so I didn't feel so alone. After all, I am entitled to five minutes of delicious misery.
Today, I went to work still half asleep, hoping desperately something would change my mood during the day. Well, something changed it all right. In the middle of my delicious misery, I learned that one of our colleagues passed away in the midst of the storm last Sunday. She was a member of the Ayala Mountaineering Club, and they were on a hike in Zambales when strong currents swept them away while crossing a creek.
Unlike me, she was supposed to have a happy weekend... but yet it was her time to go. I am not about to go into a tirade of how can God do this? etc. I am sure, God has already heard it from my colleague's families and close friends. God has His reasons. And sometimes, His reasons may be so mundane as reminding everyone to not take anything for granted; to always be thankful with what we have because life is short; to keep going no matter how many obstacles we encounter. Most imortantly, to not waste life away.
From what little I know of my colleague, I can tell that she was a happy person, a go-getter, always active and on the run, a good sport and a better friend. This tragedy will no doubt leave a scar on her family and friends, but I hope they feel even a little bit better knowing she has affected me - and I'm sure many others - in a good way.
In memory of Jhoana Pimentel. |
posted by Tami @ 10:52 AM
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