My mum passed away in the night. She has braved cancer for more than half a year, and after all the struggles, reposed. When she died, she was shriveled and tiny. We managed to rally around my dad, and got a doctor to certify her death. On November 3, I led the liturgy and laid her ashes to the ocean as she wished. It was a fitting closure as I baptized her in faith as well so many years ago.
Apathy is a social ill that is increasingly pervasive. And yet, people are craving to find the meaning of life. What then, is the answer?
Life is unpredictable, and you are never sure what will happen, or when. So, if you have just one hour of life left, what would you choose to do?
In life, especially on the road of making a living, is winning everything? What then, is most important in the journey of life, including that of making a living?