Last journey

November started off with the demise of my aunt to cancer. I was there to send her final journey. It was my first time experiencing Buddhist ritual and witnessed a cremation. All the family members were prepared to face the fact that my aunt is waiting for time. Her news of death was well received, unlike how I broke into tears and had been crying each day when I got the news of my mum passing.

There were a few Buddhist & Chinese rituals that I do not understand. Some think its a taboo to be chosen to give approval for the service man to seal the casket and to watch the casket when it's been carried out from the cottage.

I’ve often wonder how is it feels like when witnessing your love one being cremated. As when I approached to the crematorium, the scene of seeing the casket entering a crematory was a sad moment. It was something hard for me to accept and I wonder why.

Rest in peace 大姑 (eldest aunty).