Memories made up a person

I was looking at cards that I received for the past 15 years. You don't get these things anymore, as everything is digitized over the past 10 years.

Just before I start reading, I did not realize I have left so much behind me, friends from my secondary school, friends I have helped, friends that have helped me, favors owned and forgotten, poor feelings toward another human beings ...

I saw an old note (1996) written by a GP teacher to me. In the note, she apologized for writing late as she was busy. Her son was more active now and her sister contracted cancer. And being in a big family, she had more responsibilities. I did not understand the note then, but I do now. I wished to find her, but we had lost contact. All she left in the Internet is a directory in NUS law school.

Another friend of mine apologised for how disheartened she was for the state of the society we were running. She regretted to despair and did not mind that I do not wish to run a second term. I did not seem to remember this event but this is much more vivid to me now. I wished I can turn back time and be a pillar for my friend.

One can't judge his own actions except when its history. In future, one will become wiser and objective, where tiredness and misunderstanding were forgotten, then we see if we would like to celebrate or regret our choices.

Let this be a reminder for me, that what I do now, I shall judge my own actions in 10 years time, whether I have done the right things. For my actions, which becomes my memories, made me up, and on death bed, I shall look back and see what kind of person I am.