ever since i started working at Airport as a promoter, i've come across many people from different countries all with a story to tell.
today i was at work as usual. a 90+ old man approached me to check if he's in the right terminal, and i told him he was. we started chatting as he was a friendly old man. i asked him if he was alone, and he told me was alone. i was kind of shocked because at such age he's still able to travel around alone. he lives is queensland in a village with lots of retirees, and he's the oldest there. i started to ask him about his family and i could see sadness in his face. and i knew something was wrong. he said his wife passed away last year and tomorrow is her birthday. he said she should be here with him today to celebrate her birthday but she will no longer be able to. he said that it's always the man who will die before his wife. he said it's not how long a person lives that matters, it's how healthy and happy one is. and that got me thinking about important it is to live life to the fullest.
i respect him a way because he's able to live happily and strongly even though his wife had just passed away. and it happened to be that tomorrow is his wife's birthday but he'll be alone with no one else to accompany him. even so he still lives strongly and happily.
people i meet in airport each day tells me a different story. these stories are memorable and will certainly stay in my mind.
