Just one year ago...
This post is not related to AIESEC, however I believe is worth to share it.
It is a pretty weird feeling when you meet for first time a person and immediately you became friends. It was during a championship, one of my team mates introduced me to his cousin, who will join to the club, 2 years younger than me, funny face, crazy and kind of stupid like…
This is how I meet you... MY FRIEND.
13 years later, even the number is creepy; I read your stupid email with the subject “Cholo, as always I’m the first in everything ;)”… I was traveling and had no much time for emails so I couldn’t read this email almost a week after, when I opened it I saw a large email, so I was surprised because, you little bastard never spend time to write, you rather call or explain everything in 2 lines, anyway, because of the subject I thought you are going to get married or maybe you will get married and being a father too, so once again I was thinking on how much I hate you because you want to be first in everything I want to do.
I read the email 4 days later and I couldn’t believe what it was written there and even worst I didn’t have the chance to answer it...
No handshake, no one more beer argument, no Starcraft duel… just like that you left... first.
The black ribbon, our promise once we did is kept, not sure when will be time to get back, but until then it will be in my wrist.
For the email, thank you, it helped me and sure it will keep helping me in the future, and this is what I feel is worth sharing,.. For the readers, I’m just posting some things in very short statements, many other thing just make sense for him and me:
Take care my friend. Cheers and rest in peace...
It is a pretty weird feeling when you meet for first time a person and immediately you became friends. It was during a championship, one of my team mates introduced me to his cousin, who will join to the club, 2 years younger than me, funny face, crazy and kind of stupid like…
This is how I meet you... MY FRIEND.
13 years later, even the number is creepy; I read your stupid email with the subject “Cholo, as always I’m the first in everything ;)”… I was traveling and had no much time for emails so I couldn’t read this email almost a week after, when I opened it I saw a large email, so I was surprised because, you little bastard never spend time to write, you rather call or explain everything in 2 lines, anyway, because of the subject I thought you are going to get married or maybe you will get married and being a father too, so once again I was thinking on how much I hate you because you want to be first in everything I want to do.
I read the email 4 days later and I couldn’t believe what it was written there and even worst I didn’t have the chance to answer it...
No handshake, no one more beer argument, no Starcraft duel… just like that you left... first.
The black ribbon, our promise once we did is kept, not sure when will be time to get back, but until then it will be in my wrist.
For the email, thank you, it helped me and sure it will keep helping me in the future, and this is what I feel is worth sharing,.. For the readers, I’m just posting some things in very short statements, many other thing just make sense for him and me:
- Be yourself, be yourself and be yourself because at the end you have to stand yourself before standing your wife.
- Never let anyone eat alone not even to yourself.
- Small details are very important.
- If you fucked up, then fix it, is never too late or too impossible. You just need to get rid of your silly proud.
- Don’t lie, please don’t, even if you are good at it.
- A big hug, a huge kiss or a well done handshake should be never be forgotten, you don’t know if is going to be the last one, and please, do it if you really mean it.
- Home is where your heart feels joyful and for obvious reasons where the one you love is happy next to you.
One year ago he left this world, although for me is hard to understand it, for me he is still in my country or traveling around the world.
Take care my friend. Cheers and rest in peace...
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