"No one's death comes to pass
without making some impression,
and those close to the deceased inherit part of the liberated
soul
and become richer in their humaneness."
- Hermann Broch
There is one I know personally who tried to pull his best friend
from the ledge outside the latter's condominium flat, but the best
friend still went down in a splatter of blood and brain right in
front of his eyes. Since that fateful day, that person has never
left a day wasting by without doing something he had wanted to do
all his life. Watch his favourite movies, travel to exotic places,
learn a new language, write a book of personal memoirs, and coming
to terms with his religion.
Life is so fragile. No one knows which day would be his or her very
last day on this world. However, everyone knows that when it is his
or her time to go, there is nothing in this world that could
prevent that from coming to pass.
Your best friend died because his time was up, and he has been
recalled by the Maker from this world to begin another journey in
the next. I may sound fatalistic, but I believe even if he had not
make the trip to get you your present, he would still have passed
on in some other way.
Don't blame yourself for your best friend's passing, for he would
never have wanted his death to be a burden of guilt to the living,
especially to you among the ones he had loved. Place him instead
inside the deepest recesses of your heart, and keep within the
memories of his laughter and cheer as he would have you remember
him. Treasure every moment of your life, enrich it, live it to the
fullest as if he were still with you. Above all, make his passing
meaningful such that, bless his soul wherever he is, he would
rejoice and be proud of you.
