yesterday, i came back to work after a great thanksgiving weekend. it was Mateyo's first one, and time with the family left me refreshed and energized.
i was surprised to hear that on sunday night, in an abandoned construction site for some new high rise condominiums across the street from our office, an eighteen-year old kid decided to take his own life by hanging himself from some part of the building. construction workers found him early monday morning.
a coworker of mine was talking to a police officer about the whole incident when a car pulled up. it was his father. distraught and heartbroken, my friend tried to console him with a hug. i didn't know that young man, but my heart goes out to him, to his father, and to his family. i could not imagine how i would feel if that was my son.
some might say the boy had found peace from whatever was anguishing him, some will say he'll be damned for doing what he did. whether we live 18 years or 98 years, can we say that we've lived this life to the fullest? i don't know if anyone can say that. i hope that one day i will be able to say it, and mean it.
do not regret. do not fear death. live life.
laks
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