Yesterday, I had the opportunity to cover a fitness class at my alma mater. After the class, I decided to visit the school gym. As an alumnus, it was always nice to return to familiar surroundings, especially since I had also worked there briefly as a part-time trainer.
After signing in at the reception, I casually asked if any of the trainers I used to work with were still around. I was taken aback when I learned that one of my former colleagues, who had been a wonderful person and a good friend during our time working together, had passed away last September due to pneumonia.
The news hit me hard. This trainer, let's call him Um, was always full of life—healthy, happy, and around my age. I had always hoped to catch up with him one day if I returned, but now that chance is gone. The realization that he is no longer with us left me feeling both shocked and deeply saddened.
As I reflected on our time together, I couldn’t help but remember the qualities that made Um such a great colleague. He was a trainer who embodied responsibility, always dedicated to his work and sticking to strong principles of hard work. He was the kind of person who brought positivity and sincerity to everything he did.
It’s tragic that despite the advances in medical technology, some illnesses still emerge without explanation, taking lives unexpectedly. I was told that in his final weeks, Um had lost a significant amount of weight, and the gym management had advised him to rest. It’s a reminder of how fragile life can be, no matter how healthy we may seem on the outside.
While it's incredibly sad, I hope that Um has found peace and is now in a better place. May he be reborn into a realm of peace and light.
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