Memento mori. Remember you will die.
A couple of years before I reach the big 4-0, it may be morbid to be even thinking about a bucket list. While granted I may still have a long life ahead of me, death is inevitable and its discussion something we should not shy upon.
I just sound so adult saying that, but somehow the idea of a bucket list accidentally crossed my mind while I was looking for something in my blog. Tomorrow is never promised.
Back in March 2014, I recounted how I almost kicked the bucket towards the end of 2013. I’ve re-read that recollection a couple of minutes ago and found myself a bit teary eyed. I forgot almost half of the details of what I wrote at the time. I literally had a brush with death, and about 9 years after, here I am writing this post now.
I also remember how back in December 2016, I suddenly just cried while we were inside Myeongdong Cathedral. I was very grateful to be back. It was unimaginable. I was overwhelmed with emotions that time as it felt surreal to be back at the exact place 4 years after when in December 2013, I was already at the hospital fighting for my life. Now that I recall it, I pondered that time:
“Oh, this time last year, it was my first winter“.
Oh, those days. It got me thinking: what are the things I am looking forward to?
