on the day like this

I don't know whether it's because of age... as you get older, you start to witness the departure of the one you love and know...but every since 2008, I have known of several.  I wonder whether it is going to become a ritual.  You hear people pass away every day in the news.  But they are not the ones you know most of the time.  Once in awhile, a tragic incidence will stir your heart.  Once in a while, you drop a tear.  Once in a while, you will reflect upon it.  Once in a while, you start to work to become a better person, toward the goal that you make.
At time like this, I realize...how short our life is.  Trying to hold on to everything...trying to hold on to the moment...but once the last breath leaves the body...the moment has stopped.

Such parting is part of life.  As we continue to grow older, life is giving us means to get accustom to it.  But most of the time, our emotion is stronger than our mind.  It is so much easier to flow with the emotion.  To cry our heart out, to scream on the top of our lung, and to hide away in the corner.

Time passes by...love passes by...what will you bring with you on the day you leave?  the accumulation of your action...