I lost a very dear Taiwanese soulmate of a (platonic) friend to a road accident in 1979, which of course was unexpected.
It was a particularly great shock as I'd just spent a month with him in the summer in Taiwan, walking the Cross Island Highway through the central mountain range (with four other friends, camping on the way), among other things.
I was plunged into a deep depression and grieved my loss for a long time, until I decided to look at it from the other angle: that I was being selfish, that I was grieving for myself because I had lost a friend, not for him as he'd died and, therefore, wouldn't be suffering (from his accident injuries, and from the horrible things people do to each other in this world).
Since then, I've talked to him down the decades, telling him how much I miss him, asking him to wait for me to join him.
A fortnight ago, it suddenly struck me that if one believes in reincarnation, he would've / might've already been back on earth, maybe in more than one life since 1979.
This would mean that when it's my time to leave this earth and go up to where he'd gone to in 1979, to spend time with him, he won't / mightn't be there!
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