A year ago, I received a phone call and in the blink of an eye everything changed. My knowledge of what I've known to be as life suddenly vanished. A canker had entered my soul, although outwardly, I probably seemed normal enough. Or at least I pretended to be. In eleven heart-wrenching words here's what happened: someone close to me joined that great gig in the sky.
I had accepted subtle changes in my life like when I willingly quit law to pursue journalism. But this draconian makeover life had thrown at me was just too unbearable. My life stock of strength, happiness and energy inevitably got sucked by a vacuum and I was left facing some void I couldn't even name. I needed to realise that he was already gone and no amount of tears would change anything.
Prior to that moment, I figured life to be as a closed system of diminishing supply and increasing demand. I endlessly searched for bonafide love and friendship. I kept asking for more and more just so I could fill that void and whilst doing that I forgot to appreciate what I already had. But once I cultivated thankfulness and gratitude, I realised that the catalyst to unlocking further happiness results from what I give. So now when I see a person without a smile, I give him one of mine. Not because I have to but because I genuinely want to.
I must admit, it's not easy to forget that day. And it's not easy when my tears come down my cheeks like rain. But somehow, the sun peeked its bright rays of light on me and now I know that the meaning of life is to find your gift, but the purpose of life is to give that gift away.