Cheeseburger and Vague Memories

Today has been one of the most stressful day at work. No matter, resilient as I am, all I need is McDonald’s Double Cheeseburger.


While munching my stress reliever, my thoughts traveled back down memory lane. It could be because of the upcoming high school reunion.

I learned last week that one of my classmates has been confined in a mental institution. It is such a heartbreaking news. My  friend said she has given up on the challenges of life.

I remember her, sitting in front of me, dead focus on schoolwork. She had her own world and one of the few who never cheated during examinations. During Science experiments, she’d arrive at her own conclusions and record them on her manual.  Back then, she  was already a loner. She was never a snub and not too friendly either. For what it’s worth, I never saw her as someone who’d give up on anything.

Most days, she’d come in with her bushy hair flying everywhere but her uniform was always smooth and freshly ironed. Now that I think of it, I wish I could have talked to her then, heard her stories, shared a gossip or whatever. Anything but almost vague memories.

I couldn’t help but wonder if it’s too late now. Would she still recognize us? I hope she would and she could. It would be good to listen to the pitchy sound of her voice.

Classmate, wherever you are, I salute your courage. I know you didn’t give up without a fight. I wish we could catch up one day, like normal teens, giggling about our crushes and blushing like ripe tomatoes.

Someday. I hope.

For now, I will continue fighting and deal with life one small step at a time.

Courage isn’t just an innate trait. It is something we could lend and borrow. May we all generous with it. I wish I could have at least shared mine.


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