It’s the kind of phone call you wish to never receive. When I relayed the news to my sister, our close friends, I couldn’t quite get the words out because it became real, I just cried.
It’s not fair, for you, for your mother, your sisters. I remember how for years Jo and I would joke that we were part of the Wong family, because your mum kindly invited us to your family reunion dinner since we couldn’t go home for Chinese New Year. I always felt like I was one of your sisters.
I am broken hearted. I’m so sorry Calv. You had so much ahead of you. You were so young. You were such a good friend and a steady rock for all of us. Even though we didn’t see much of each other once the kids arrived, I was steadfast and confident of our friendship. Perhaps too confident, I should not have taken for granted that you would be there forever, that we had plenty of time for catch ups, and that we would always be there for each other. Because I wasn’t there for you during your time of suffering, and now you will never know how much I cherished you as a friend and how thankful I am of our warm memories and shared youth, how grateful I am of my boys who were always there for me and supported me in every way.
You will always be in my heart. RIP my wonderful friend.
daitaoha 