Happy Birthday, Chita Indah Hayati

Today is my birthday. Unlike my birthday night couple years ago, tonight I slept soundly, even birthday calls from my friend didn’t distract me. I considered giving my body more time to sleep was my first luxurious birthday gift for myself :P

Then, I spent the morning of my first day of being 21 washing my jeans. Yeah, my friend, washing jeans. But it was still much better than spending you first day of being twenty-something going to your friend’s funeral, right? June 1st last year, I started my 20 with mourning of the loss. Our friend, a very good young man, passed away in the age of 19.

Eki was his name. Eki and I went to the same high school and we were in the same class for a year. He was a real joker, never missed a chance to make you laugh. Despite his comical attitude, he had a kind heart and great personality. Before  he got sick, he treated his classmates from his first salary, after visiting our comatose friend. He got intestinal sickness just after my comatose friend recovered. And it happened in a sudden.

This occurrence stunned me and warned me how life was fragile. You will never know when your time is, until it has come. It happens quickly, unpredictable. Maybe, that’s why we have to live like we’re dying.

Back to my birthday, I just want to say I LOVE MY FRIENDS SO MUCH. Thanks for the tremendous prayers and birthday calls, texts, walls, twits.. When I got back to square one, I really had no idea how would I pass my birthday. I thought I would end up brooding. But no, I am writing this post with peace and far way from distressed. No surprises. No romantic dinners. No kisses and flowers. Just me, surrounded by good friends. Happy 21th Birthday, Me J