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♥ Saturday, February 04, 2006
3:33 PM

This ex-colleague of mine is someone i am closed to in my ex-company. Through all these years we keep in contact often and she becomes a good friend of mine. Often, jokingly she says if she's fortunate enough, I am old enough to be her daughter. It's quite true.. we are like 22 years apart. She is someone who shares her life experiences with me. Someone who encourages, gives her listening ears, someone who even lents her place as a refuge place when things goes wrong..

We met up for tea on 4th day of CNY. Catching up with what had happened in our lives recently. Once again, she sits there, quietly, listening to the issues in my life. As we chatted, she took out her purse, showing me a passport photo she took a year ago, asking me whether she looked nice in the photo.. She intends to use for her funeral should anything happened, and shares with me that her friend of same age passed away recently.. it a high time for her to get prepare.. kinda sadden my heart. For a friend who is always there.. yes, life is very short.

This reminds me of a song i learnt many years ago:

FRIENDS by Michael W. Smith

Packing up the dreams God planted
In the fertile soil of you
Can't believe the hopes He's granted
Means a chapter in your life is through
But we'll keep you close as always
It won't even seem you've gone
'Cause our hearts in big and small ways
Will keep the love that keeps us strong

Chorus:
And friends are friends forever
If the Lord's the Lord of them
And a friend will not say never
'Cause the welcome will not end
Though it's hard to let you go
In the Father's hands we know
That a lifetime's not too long to live as friends.

With the faith and love God's given
Springing from the hope we know
We will pray the joy you'll live in
Is the strength that now you show
But we'll keep you close as always
It won't even seem you've gone
'Cause our hearts in big and small ways
Will keep the love that keeps us strong

Chorus