When The Loved One Is Gone
Yesterday I came to know that the father of my colleague, Vin, has just passed away on Tuesday morning. But I was busy with my work yesterday so I didn’t attend the wake until this evening. I met a few former colleagues over at the wake and I’m glad to know that everybody is doing fine.
Vin is in his 20s and he is like a boy-next-door kind of decent and cute guy. He is a hardworking, responsible, helpful and unassuming person. He likes to talk to me and tells me about his unhappiness at work. He’s like a younger brother to me. I’m sad to see him feeling down.
Vin was working abroad for a few weeks but was called back recently by his family due to his dad’s condition was becoming worst. He came back for a week and his dad just passed away later. Vin looked so sad and tired at his dad’s wake. He didn’t shave himself and this makes him look even more haggard. He doesn’t look like the usual Vin whom I used to see.
One of his managers is asking him to go abroad again and to provide technical support to the customers. Vin is quite furious about it because it is not an appropriate time to ask someone to travel again after losing one’s beloved father. I think this person is just kind of insensitive to bring out this request at the wrong timing. Didn’t Vin have sacrificed enough of his quality time to be spent with his dad? Is work really that important after all?
Although Vin is very committed to his work, I think he has to slow down for a while this time round and see what is really important to him in his life. What he needs to do is to pull himself together after the sorrow. After all, he has his own life to live. He must take good care of himself and his mother. Be strong, Vin.