Wake

Attended the wake of the late fathe of a colleague/staff on Fri evening.
When one attends more wake than weddings, that is an indicator that age is passing by past.
He was 82. I am 41 this year.
He just collapsed and died. Besides old age, some other ailment but not the serious kind. He had a flu, I heard and possibly due to pneumonia, the heart was too weak to distribute the antibodies. I believe he had lead a full life. That's his life.
What about my life? At the half way mark, I looked back and thought, where and what do I want to do in life? Are there some things that I yearn to do but not do yet? Is so, am I going to take action and do it?

At the wake, another colleague also shared some 'scarey' enounters that her late aunt related to her before the aunt passed away 2 months back - at age 73. It seems that at one's deathbed, one 'goes back in time' and reflect. Also, one can see the people from down below to catch your soul....eeyee.....scarey. I dun want to think further. The day will come to all of us someday. Let us cherish our living moments.