What If I Am the Next?

One of my junior just passed away today. When I first heard this, I felt empty. I couldn't feel anything. But then I came back to reality and I was scared. I cried. Even though I dont know him in person, but I do know his face. We met often. Especially these last couple of days. He seemed really fit and healthy. But then suddenly, this day, he got a heart attack. This makes me think, the next time it happens, it might be me.

We all think and hope that we all will have a normal life. Like this

But what if our life turns to be not as normal as that? What if it will stop at the word 'school'? What if we will never know what it feels like to work? What it feels like to earn some money for doing your passion? What if you'll never get married and have a happy family? What if all of the things you do, studying hard so that one day you'll become a very successful person, is useless because your life will end just before you can make your dream comes true?

All my life, or at least these last couple of years, I've been thinking too hard about my future. I've always been so scared that maybe, I wont be able to become a successful and sophisticated woman. I've been wondering, what if my future wont be so bright? Now, I realized. I've been wondering too many questions, but never the most important thing : what if, I will never have a future? Literally, dont have a future.

So this is what I think I should learn from this. Live your life for the present. Live it to the fullest. Have fun! Don't let the smallest problem in this world becomes the one that depresses you the most. Life is too precious to waste on those things. Do not ever forget every little sweet things a person do for you. Maybe one day you won't be able to see that person again and you'll give everything just to get back to that moment.

But the most important thing to do is, remember that God does exist and He can call you any time. Do not ever forget to pray and ask Him to give the best for you.

My deepest condolences go out to Arsya Pratama's family, friends, and everyone who'd known him before he died. You have to know that my prayers (and I'm pretty sure many of other people's prayers too) go out to you today. Arsya, even though I never had a chance to know you in person, I just couldn't hold my tears from falling. I'm sorry I can't come to your funeral. Rest in peace!