Today I received calls from friends in the industry about the sudden death of a fellow associate. He suffered from a heart attack. He was at the prime of his life.
I don't know him very well but I remember him as one of the first people I met when I started out in this industry. His knowledge and experience impressed me and I left the meeting in awe. He gave me inspiration and the assurance that I had entered the right business.
He made a mark in the industry and left behind a successful business for his partner to carry on. He was a friendly and well-liked man. Thinking about his demise makes me very sad even though we had not met or talked for many years. I find it hard to accept that our first meeting was at a coffee lounge and the next one would be a final goodbye at the funeral parlour.
Several years ago, another prominent industry player whom I had business dealings with also died suddenly of a heart attack. At that time, everyone expressed shock and spoke fondly of him and how he would be missed. He also left behind his wife, young kids and a successful business.
Seeing their demise reminds me of the fragility of life. I don't want to sound too morbid but it makes me think about my own death. What will happen to the kids if I suddenly drop dead? Will my colleague carry on with the business and help to see my kids through tertiary education?
Thinking about all this makes me want to draw up a will immediately but when tomorrow comes and we're back to the daily grind, everything is forgotten, just like the people who had gone to another world.