I remember mentioning in my previous post that i had another friend's wedding to attend today. However, instead of attending the wedding, i attended a wake instead. No words could express what i felt.
Through her, I had a first experience of attending night prayers on the last day of the wake.
Through her, I had a first experience of entering Mandai crematorium.
Through her, I had a first experience of seeing a coffin being wheeled in to be cremated.
Through her, I saw my dad crying for the 1st time (or maybe 2nd, during 二伯's funeral).
She was the best 姑姑 i ever had. Always helping my family when we needed help, although we have never mentioned how tough life was for us. Never wanting to trouble us and therefore, I only saw her once on good friday when we finally found out she was suffering from metastatic breast carcinoma. Even then, she could only stare at us, unable to mouth out any words. And suddenly, on a morning when i was leaving for my SOM CA, i was informed that she had left this world. Mum started crying aloud, emotions were ... Dad had to work and could only rush to the wake late at night. Seeing her lifeless body, everyone started tearing. Even today, tears just unknowingly appeared.
My first time being part of a funeral procession, standing behind the van and walking for a short distance with the entire procession blocking the road and vehicles' path, onlookers watching us out of curiosity... A grand yet solemn affair. Cremation was super fast, like time just zoomed by. Within 1/2 an hour, we were back at her place. Saying our goodbyes and take care phrases, until we meet again.
姑姑， 一路好走。
我会很想你的。
谢谢你，所为我的家人做过的一切。
希望你来世会过的更好。。。
Through her, I had a first experience of attending night prayers on the last day of the wake.
Through her, I had a first experience of entering Mandai crematorium.
Through her, I had a first experience of seeing a coffin being wheeled in to be cremated.
Through her, I saw my dad crying for the 1st time (or maybe 2nd, during 二伯's funeral).
She was the best 姑姑 i ever had. Always helping my family when we needed help, although we have never mentioned how tough life was for us. Never wanting to trouble us and therefore, I only saw her once on good friday when we finally found out she was suffering from metastatic breast carcinoma. Even then, she could only stare at us, unable to mouth out any words. And suddenly, on a morning when i was leaving for my SOM CA, i was informed that she had left this world. Mum started crying aloud, emotions were ... Dad had to work and could only rush to the wake late at night. Seeing her lifeless body, everyone started tearing. Even today, tears just unknowingly appeared.
My first time being part of a funeral procession, standing behind the van and walking for a short distance with the entire procession blocking the road and vehicles' path, onlookers watching us out of curiosity... A grand yet solemn affair. Cremation was super fast, like time just zoomed by. Within 1/2 an hour, we were back at her place. Saying our goodbyes and take care phrases, until we meet again.
姑姑， 一路好走。
我会很想你的。
谢谢你，所为我的家人做过的一切。
希望你来世会过的更好。。。
