If I leave here tomorrow, would you still remember me?
I got the answer for the above question this morning, a calm morning before the storm. The answer didnt come from the colleagues themselves, but one of their children. She said “Oh so fed up. I need to see him before he leaves”. Such a lovely child. I still love that child since the first day I met her.
Sometime in life, there is question that no need to be answered. That it’s even unnecessary to ask. “Live to be loved, then leave will be missed”