A lot of thoughts ran through my mind while I was reading Mitch Albom's latest book, FOR ONE MORE DAY. First, I thought of Mr. Wilson Solis, my former thesis adviser who passed away a couple of years ago. I thought of him because I knew in my heart that he was the person I regret not being able to talk to before he died. The last time I saw him was during AUF Kampus Kapihan. He was just outside the venue. He looked through the glass door and he saw me. I also saw him and I wanted so much to leave the kapihan and talk to him. But I said to myself, " Mamaya na lang ." I never knew that would be the last time that I would see him alive . I was all alone when I went to his funeral. That was where I got a chance to talk to him -- I believed he would hear me. Then I got a chance to talk to his mom and sister -- that made me realize how precious he was as a son to his mom and as a brother to his sister. If only they knew how precious Sir Solis was to me--- Second, I thought of m...