An Exercise in Positivity #weeklysmile

This alone got me smiling when I saw it. An opportunity in the form of a prompt to share/spread positivity, why not? Do head over at trentsworldblog for the guidelines and to join in.

I barely check facebook/fb for some months now and when I do, it’s only for a few minutes. This conscious fb fast is a decision I made even before covid happened. I did, in the past, post regularly and some of these posts come up via facebook memories. The most recent memory that came up was a photo taken at work a decade ago where my then colleagues turned friends were planning a reunion. For some reasons, I was fortunate to have made the most friends and had the most fun during that time in my career. That’s also where I met my first guy best friend. Sadly, he passed away almost a decade ago of cancer, about a year or so after the photo was taken. He was 30, too young and with a lot going for him. He was well-loved by many and made the workplace fun despite the stresses from our workload. Business was doing great but we were understaffed so sleep was ultra luxury back then. My friend was working overseas when he learned about his cancer and decided to be with his family during treatment. At the time, I didn’t know how to comfort him, but he didn’t seem to need it. His last few months he was genuinely at peace, serene. It was amazing to witness. Even when he was dying and almost immobile, he made people around him happy each visit. It was hard for me to understand then but his attitude and grace about death left an impact on all of us, his family and friends. Even now he puts a smile to our faces.

This song reminds me of my best friend when I heard it just a couple of years ago.


I lit a fire with the love you left behind
And it burned wild and crept up the mountain side.
I followed your ashes into outer space
I can’t look out the window
I can’t look at this place
I can’t look at the stars
They make me wonder where you are
Up on heaven’s boulevard
And if I know you at all
I know you’ve gone too far
So I, I can’t look at the stars

All those times we looked up at the sky
Looking out so far
We felt like we could fly.
And now I’m all alone in the dark of night
The moon is shining but I can’t see the light

And I can’t look at the
They make me wonder where you are
Up on heaven’s boulevard
And if I know you at allI know you’ve gone too far
So I, I can’t look at the stars

They make me wonder where you are

Up on heaven’s boulevard
And if I know you at all
I know you’ve gone too far
So I can’t look at the stars

This is also written for Three Things Challenge

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