I came to work this afternoon and found this news in my inbox --
Dear All,
It is with deep sorrow to inform you that Kuya J passed away last Saturday afternoon. He suffered several fatal stabs which took his life..... His unexpected death bereaved his spouse and 3 young kids.
..... He had likewise established camaraderie among us here..... during his stay. He had contributed in many ways to all of us. He will always be remembered as a valued member and a friend.
Your compassion and prayer will console his loss. We will accept any condolence letter or assistance you wish to extend to his bereaved family.
Sincerely,
HR
I was dumbfounded. How could this be? He was just complaining to me last week how he had to re-update his spreadsheets after we got moved AGAIN to another workstations.
If only I knew that I wouldn't see him again, I would have chatted with him longer. I would have told him that I liked how he didn't seem intimidated by people around him (he's on first-name basis with everyone). I would have told him that I appreciated it that he already knew my name the first time he greeted me. I would have thanked him for suppressing a grin for always finding my trash basket full of snack wrappers.
I realized we should be a little more kind, a little more tolerant and a little more understanding of each other. For who knows how much time we have left to spend with friends and people we love.
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