Thursday, October 23, 2008

A Handprint On My Heart

the one embeded by my friend, Dhanton
Also posted on my Friendster blog, 27 April 2008

"I've heard it said, that people come into our lives for a reason. Bringing something we must learn, and we are lead to those who help us most to grow if we let them, and we help them in return. Well I don't know if I believe that's true. But I know I am who I am today because I knew you. Like a comet pulled from orbit as it passes the sun, like a stream that meets the boulder, halfway through the woods. Who can say if I've been changed for he better, but because I knew you, I have been changed for good."

Today marks one of the saddest times in my history. I got the message about the passing away of one the pleasantest people I have ever known – my good friend Dhanton Opiso. His life was taken by a motorcycle accident. I felt the anguish which was shortly escorted by resentment to myself. The last time I saw him was about three years ago. In one of the last communications we had, we were texting and arranging to meet up. I called the meeting off. I was busy at work during that time and just promised a rain check since I was not available. Now, I so badly yearn to pay that rain check but he is not available… would not be, anymore. I wish I knew better that time.
I am perpetually grateful to Heavenly Father for having made my path cross that of Dhanton’s. He has given his life so unselfishly to those he cared about. He was one of the most giving people I know, a friend with whom you can entrust your life with. I will always know and remember Dhanton as someone who puts so much responsibility on whatever he puts himself into, an intelligent person who was never too tired to share what he knew. Plenty a times, he has put his needs aside and would put others’ ahead them. I am just but grateful that I was able to experience this man – a friend, a younger brother, a big brother (when I am being stubborn), a classmate, a seatmate, a comedian, a numbers wizard, a partner-in-crime, a spirit-lifter, a confidant, a shoulder to cry on, a strong arm to raise you up, a man I will always remember with fondest and vivid memories. My college life and my life in general would not have been the same without this lad.
My buddy Dhanton, never will I hear that infectious laughter again or hear you narrate your stories. Never again I can come to you for doses of comfort when I need some. Nevertheless, you will echo in my heart for as long as I live. I will miss you for now but there’s so much to remember you by. Your friendship will be amongst my most priceless investments. Your inspiration will be there and shall be one of the strings that I will hold on to and will keep me going. All those we shared shall be kept in my book of life and be often revisited mostly when I need to smile. May the good Lord keep us until that day when we shall be joined in a happy reunion, me paying my rain check with you.
You have autographed your life with kindness. You took something out of your heart and put it into mine. I love you, my brother.

“It well may be, that we will never meet again in this lifetime. So let me say before we part – so much of me is made from what I learned from you. You will be with me… like a handprint on my heart.”


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