#rurublog

Death. Is it something far? It never is. I always think that dead is as near as our next breath. Don’t get me wrong, though. It’s not that I have a wish to die soon. It just, I realize and I accept the fact that I might have died on the next second just after I laugh or eat my favorite hash brown. It could happen to anyone, anytime. 

However, ever since the pandemic, maybe the death seems way nearer than before. It surrounds us. I’ve seen a lot. Separation between parents and their children; lovers; besties; companion; and you name it. It is sad and kind off ironic to see how people seems to pay a lot of attention and care as a form of ‘condolence’. 

Some people are genuine, but some maybe only do it because they are overwhelm with their surrounding ambience. As if the death of that certain someone is some sort of trending topic, I see people started to post memories they shared with that particular someone; made some appreciation post in many forms. Whenever I saw things like that, it actually bring me a question of: do they also appreciate and care for that particular person when he/she is alive?

I’d be glad if the answer is yes, but I believe not all people are like that. Some people fail to realize things; some people are being ignorant. Most people only realize the importance of someone or something when they have lost it. Isn’t it a bit regretful for being that way? 

As for me, I always think that I want to try to do my best to make memories, to keep the memories, between me and those people that I cherish, so that, one day, if I’m gone, or if they’re gone, I will end my life without regret.  

Lastly, I just want to say a little message that might sound bit cliche, but, I still want to say: Be grateful when you found yourself living. Say thank you for yourself and for your beloved one for being alive.