These days, I often think about ‘the last supper’. It’s a story in the bible where Jesus had His last supper with all the disciples. It was the last moment before He was captured. It was His last time to be with those He loves, and He served them and taught them what to do in life. The last supper is a precious moment, which should be spent only with those we appreciate as the precious in our life, honoured to be with us for our last supper. As the supper itself, must be something precious in our life.

Back a few months ago… my grandfather had his last supper in the hospital. The last supper he had was his favorite porridge, and he passed away the next morning. It was his last food. And it was his daughter who feed him for his last supper… what a precious moment…

Now I’m thinking… what will be my last supper before I pass this life to another zone. And it’s not only about my last supper… but what have I done before I really pass through the other zone. I’m wondering whether I have spent times wisely or unwisely so far. Well, I know I have spent some good times… but I also know that I have been wasting my times for something. In fact I have been wasting my past few months for something that’s not worth for my life.

As life is like a long road, where we can see many things at the both side of the road… I have been stopping from my journey, for something that tempted me. However I know that thing doesnt give me any good, and it’s just stopping me from moving forward while I need to reach my final goal before I will have my last supper. It’s difficult for me to stand up, start walking to the door, and leave it as it is… now and never turn back the head.

I’m afraid… that when I have my last supper… it’s not the supper that I deserve to have… and not with the person that deserve me… If that’s the case… I have been totally wasting my life.

On my last supper… I should have the best food I really love… and I should enjoy it with the one who loves me dearly… well that’s it… no more illusion… I’m moving… I’m forcing my feet to move along… move… move… never be afraid to lose anything… because I do believe that after my last supper, I will get something precious ever… than anything in this current zone.

Good by past time, good bye present time… I’m moving along, approaching my last supper… to have something precious, and be with someone precious… and not with the illusion.