Dear John,

You do not know me and neither do I. But we have something in common which prompt me to write to you. 

I came to know you through a mass email sent out to the business titled Bereavement informing us of your departure. When I found out about what had happened, I couldn't help but feel for you and your family. The familiar feeling where life is not in our control came gushing in from everywhere and it felt as though I am back in time again, into that small dark room, wondering... 

News like this always brings with it more questions than answers. It is confusing, scary and numb - like nothing is real... It always make me think about what is there in life and what matters? Am I living enough? Loving enough?

I guess for you and your family it is a closure, that the battle is over. And somehow you might have felt defeated and beaten. But is it really true that, that was how you felt? Or were those my own feeling? 

There are so many people fighting everyday and for every reasons. If it is not cancer, it would be disaster, poverty, human trafficking, animal cruelty, terrorist, war etc. In conclusion, life is full with battles. And since life is temporal, it doesn't matter if a battle is won. What matters more is how we have touch life with it; like how you have touched mine.

So John, although I only know your name. I pray that you will rest in peace. And thank you for reminding me how blessed I am, to be able to wake up and fight this battle for the glory of God.



Stupidgale is a Sino-Kadazan office nerd during the day and leisure blogger by night. She enjoys writting about everything under the sun and is currently living in Singapore with her family (including teddygirl the corgi).

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