A Dead Ringer

Read the news about a 24-year-old ad agency worker who died from overwork. Instantly I’m reminded of my own late husband who died from sudden cardiac arrest, like the man in the news. He also often worked late at the office,  came home and did some moonlighting, then on weekends he would wake up early and go photo-hunting. When he passed away, he just came back from a small island off North Jakarta, had flu, still went to work, and was working on a side-project at home. One minute he was having his supper with me and the next he gasped for air and passed out in the living room. He was 37 at the time. Had he been over-worked? I don’t know for sure. But I know better that no work, however important it is, is worth your life.

May they both rest in peace.


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