My family and I enjoy a good life and I am confident that so will our generations to come. A humble and sincere thanks to your team, Mr. Lee, and you as their leader. Rest in peace, beloved Sir.
"A true leader has the confidence to stand alone, the courage to make tough decisions, and the compassion to listen to the needs of others. He does not set out to be a leader, but becomes one by the equality of his actions and the integrity of his intent." —Douglas MacArthur
How many people do you know, like really know many? If you think about it, your world is defined by these people. Either they have shaped the person you have become, or you have shaped the people they have become or all of you have transformed each other.
How big is your world, then? Mine is small enough to be enclosed within a house. I am journeying through life and I am getting older. Along the way, I am losing people I know (or knew). And everytime someone I know leaves, I feel as if a little piece of me died with them.
A few years ago, my grandfather died. He loved me like a father when I was really young, like about 5. At first I could not accept that he left. And then everytime I thought of him, my eyes would, as if, tear up involuntarily. After my childhood spent with him, I was reunited with him many years later when I was 17 and lived together for about 2 years. We became friends, again, and life seemed good and it felt like the times would last through eternity.
He taught me about life; about the meaning of hard work; about moving forward no matter how tough it got; about dreaming big; about being committed to family even if sometimes they say things which hurt; about taking ownership of your actions and never running away from your responsibilities.
Since he died, a part of me died with him. For a very long time, I did not know what I was living for. And later when I began to reconstruct my memories with him, I realized that he had two issues close to his heart; to help the less fortunate with basic necessities and to facilitate their education no matter what race or religion or color or culture they represented.
And, now, until we meet in the afterlife I have a chance to live with "dada abu" again. White he was alive, I did not cherish him the way I should have. I hope that everyone will fully open their hearts to the people who matter in their lives and really cherish them and tell them and hug them and hold them as often as possible ... before it is too late.
