I was thinking of writing; I was thinking of adding another entry to this blog. But I couldn't think of anything sensible to write about. So when a friend logged in on his ym, I asked him for suggestions (of topics he thinks are worthy of writing about). I forced him. Then, I lost interest. It so sudden it almost felt like me. So I didn't need his suggestions any longer. I did him a favor instead. Google Talk. I had to do it if I really want to talk (chat) with him. And I wanted to. So Google Talk it was. I downloaded it because he couldn't settle with ym. It so obvious, he said. His supervisor might catch him chatting while at work. F.Y.I. browsing, including the use of messenger, of any kind, has been banned at his work, as it has been at mine. Cleverness.
I remembered him asking me a favor: to read one of his favorite books (Tuesday's with Morrie). So during the chat, he asked me if I had already read the novel. Unfortunately, I haven't yet. It seemed, in an instant, a disappointment on my part. If I hadn't promised him about it, I probably wouldn't feel this way. So I promised again. I re-assured him that I'll be reading the novel the soonest time possible. Would this be another hey-I-made-a-promise-but-I-didn't-do-it thing, it's too early to tell.
So he talked about the things he realized after reading the book. He discussed how the book changed his views on life. He explained that it made him appreciate the importance of time, the people who have been a part of his daily struggle, and the little things in life which, if considered on their truest essence, are far more meaningful than the things we keep ourselves busy with.
Love. A smile. A hug.
He asked me to consider the people and things I deem important; people/things I value most. Then asked me of things I would do, and haven't done yet, for these people/things. Now prior to asking me these questions, he was a little hesitant. He thought that this kind of things would bother me. I think, in a way, it did. But I have realized a lot of things I would have taken for granted had he not reminded me. A slap on the face, it almost felt like.
I came to a realization of how much I love my family; of how much I want to hug my mother, of how much I want to tell my sister that she mean so much to me, and of how much joy Thea has brought into my life. I realized how ugly life can be, even with wealth and fame, without these people. My reasons.
So to you my friend, thank you.
And from now on, I will treat each day as if it's my last. Your new motto.
