In my previous post, I mentioned that I love weddings, absolutely adore them. On the contrary, I hate funerals or deaths. Not that I'm afraid of dying but it's just the vibe you get from people around. It's so saddening that some people break down and cry, some remains emotionless, some are just normal while a minority would probably be happy about it.
I wouldn't say I'm going through a rough patch, because I'm not. Just on Monday, my great grandmother passed away. Through 3 days of wake, I didn't feel like I've missed someone. Well, probably I never really had like a close relationship with her. But right on the day of the funeral, all immediate family cried, including my manly cousins. I've never seen them cry for such a long time. Nope, I didn't cry but there was a feeling of someone missing. The situation worsen when my granduncle pressed the button to send the coffin down at the crematorium, her sons and daughters really cried very badly. So I've concluded that, no matter how not-close you are to a certain someone, having them to leave your life forever would evoke the sad emotion within you.
I was reminded of the time when I secretly disliked her for the things she said and the things she did to her sons and daughters of which I find them really selfish. But I'm reminded even more of the good things she has done for me. I remember the times when I was sleeping and she covered me with a blanket, times when she would give me extra pocket money to buy food and times when she taught me how to fold paper birds (which I've forgotten). I would miss her for sure.
And what's more creepy is chinese funerals. From past experiences, I've seen bohmohs swallow fire, spitting fire, running around fire, chanting like tomorrow's doom's day. Then there's the endless burning of paper money, houses, maids and anything you can imagine. Nowadays, it's more relaxed and I don't feel the creepy vibe anymore. I guess they are more civic minded nowadays because burning all these would cause pollution.
Right after the funeral yesterday, I was told this morning that my grandmother fell down from the stairs and is going to the emergency unit. My heart just fell. For a moment, I thought to myself, "What, I'm gonna lose my grandmother whom I loved a lot too?". I prayed instantly. Thanks God she's fine now.
I wouldn't say I'm going through a rough patch, because I'm not. Just on Monday, my great grandmother passed away. Through 3 days of wake, I didn't feel like I've missed someone. Well, probably I never really had like a close relationship with her. But right on the day of the funeral, all immediate family cried, including my manly cousins. I've never seen them cry for such a long time. Nope, I didn't cry but there was a feeling of someone missing. The situation worsen when my granduncle pressed the button to send the coffin down at the crematorium, her sons and daughters really cried very badly. So I've concluded that, no matter how not-close you are to a certain someone, having them to leave your life forever would evoke the sad emotion within you.
I was reminded of the time when I secretly disliked her for the things she said and the things she did to her sons and daughters of which I find them really selfish. But I'm reminded even more of the good things she has done for me. I remember the times when I was sleeping and she covered me with a blanket, times when she would give me extra pocket money to buy food and times when she taught me how to fold paper birds (which I've forgotten). I would miss her for sure.
And what's more creepy is chinese funerals. From past experiences, I've seen bohmohs swallow fire, spitting fire, running around fire, chanting like tomorrow's doom's day. Then there's the endless burning of paper money, houses, maids and anything you can imagine. Nowadays, it's more relaxed and I don't feel the creepy vibe anymore. I guess they are more civic minded nowadays because burning all these would cause pollution.
Right after the funeral yesterday, I was told this morning that my grandmother fell down from the stairs and is going to the emergency unit. My heart just fell. For a moment, I thought to myself, "What, I'm gonna lose my grandmother whom I loved a lot too?". I prayed instantly. Thanks God she's fine now.
"Oh Lord, please continue to cover my grandmother with your mighty hands. I pray that You'll protect her from any danger seen and unseen and help her to recover fast. Amen!"














