Reflection...

It was my first time witnessing a fire cremation at PJ crematory. She was a very lovely lady... sometimes i even wish she was my mum! (ps* sorry mum!)
My mum had been a very good friend of her for a few years now. For the fact that she was blind for the past 20 years, my mum have been reading dhamma books to her almost everyday. Eventually, our family and theirs grow really close..
Aunt Ming Pow had always been giving me a lot of little gifts like pebble sweet (which r really expensive), baking my favourite cheese, choc, coffee almond, lemon and orange cakes... (they tasted fabulous!). Not to mention about how much she gave me for Ang Pao and money for me to use b4 going to Australia, she has given me lots of love and care.. she would HUG me when I'm down and CUDDLE me when i need some kindness and warmth.. and I MISS HER!
She pass away last Saturday morning.. (which explains why i haven't been on9 for such a long time). I was terrified to have the first sight of her in her coffin. Her funeral was simple, there were only chairs and table, some white roses and a coffin in her living room (so unexpected simple ceremony for people so rich). The atmosphere at her house was so humid and down, everyone in the house were moaning for her death. Since my mum have not even give a drop of tears (she was a very tough person), I told myself to STAY STRONG too and I tried to control my tears, it was difficult!
During the day of cremation, my mum broke off into tears under the arms of one of my aunt's sisters.. (this is my officially first time seeing my mum in tears) I PANIC! I felt like crying.. seeing someone so closed and loved crying, heart broken..
Glad for not crying, I hereby give my thanks to Aunt Ming! I love to share my Merits to you. May you be free from mental suffering, may you be free from physical suffering and may you be well and happy always...