Exactly one year ago, a friend/teacher/supervisor of mine passed away. Pak Mustafa Alatas.
Last week his daughter–another dear friend of mine–called for a cup of coffee. She wanted to give me a small book and CD. A compilation of her late father’s beautiful writing and music collection.
It was the sweetest gesture.
Pak Mus, you have raised your daughter well. She has your thoughtfulness, sincerity, and kindness.
The greatest gift a father can pass to his children.