i only met Jackjack once at the hospital when i was donating blood. At that point in time.. he was already very weak, but all of us including his companions, Irene and Alvin were there, hoping that he would recover.

i wanted to help him get better but he did not get better

he did get to go home over chinese new year and spend his last days there, with the people he knew and loved.

he is very much missed

like they always say, when we are gone, we whom have been loved “and who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.”

And there we’d be, waiting at the rainbow bridge, waiting for our special friend.