The funeral was finally over. The weather was nice and cool, just the way Mum would have liked. There were just the few of us to send her off: Hubby, myself, Bryan, Eric, Qiu Mui, Asmond, Susan, Helen, Margaret, How Mong, 4th Aunt, Danny and Lilian.
The journey to Bright Hill was long and lonely. Images of the past kept playing in my mind like a broken down recorder. Soon, we reached the crematorium. After verification of Mum's details, the prayers started and then her casket was wheeled into the crematorium.
It was then back home to settle bills, have lunch and freshen up before returning to collect her ashes at 130pm. It felt so strange to hold Mum's bones... Co-incidentally, there was an empty space next to Dad's urn at the columbarium - was it reserved for Mum? We decided to book it to place Mum's urn.
While this marks the final full stop for Mum, the rest of us will need to continue with our journey in life. May we be strong to take on whatever challenges life throws at us.
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