Living Is Always Better Than Not
What a day in the life of mine! One funeral in the morning, one visit from friends out of town in the afternoon and a dinner party with another friends' family in the evening... ...
I rushed to a burial after I left Sienna with Abby who took her out for brunch. She was a 77-year-old lady who carried herself with charm and calmness. I probably met her about 7 to 8 times, through our mutual friends. We gathered around dinner table at the restaurant. We did Karaoke at friends' house and once at their house. About 3 years ago, she got cancer. We probably met her two more time afterwards. She appeared to be so normal. I chose to believe in miracles...
The ceremony took place in a small hall right inside the cementary compound. About 25 people, family and friends included, were present to say final good bye. The room was filled up with sun shines and flower fragrance. Afterwards, we drove our own car one afer another across the cementary to the other side for the actual burial. I have never been to one like this and only seen it in the movie. Everything was so professionally done. Around the grave, they covered green outdoor carpet including the pile of soil dug up. We left flowers on the cover of the coffin before it was lowered down. When all was done, a bull dozer came by and took it over... Life goes on... ...
I cried during the ceremony because I felt for her husband and family. Otherwise, I think I've made tremendous improvement in getting over the fear of death. I never felt much of a regret in life, death would be the biggest regret. And yet, I will not be there to cry over the regret. In any case, death is sad, especially for someone like me who have no heaven to rush to. Death is sad because you cannot feel the sadness...
I rushed to a burial after I left Sienna with Abby who took her out for brunch. She was a 77-year-old lady who carried herself with charm and calmness. I probably met her about 7 to 8 times, through our mutual friends. We gathered around dinner table at the restaurant. We did Karaoke at friends' house and once at their house. About 3 years ago, she got cancer. We probably met her two more time afterwards. She appeared to be so normal. I chose to believe in miracles...
The ceremony took place in a small hall right inside the cementary compound. About 25 people, family and friends included, were present to say final good bye. The room was filled up with sun shines and flower fragrance. Afterwards, we drove our own car one afer another across the cementary to the other side for the actual burial. I have never been to one like this and only seen it in the movie. Everything was so professionally done. Around the grave, they covered green outdoor carpet including the pile of soil dug up. We left flowers on the cover of the coffin before it was lowered down. When all was done, a bull dozer came by and took it over... Life goes on... ...
I cried during the ceremony because I felt for her husband and family. Otherwise, I think I've made tremendous improvement in getting over the fear of death. I never felt much of a regret in life, death would be the biggest regret. And yet, I will not be there to cry over the regret. In any case, death is sad, especially for someone like me who have no heaven to rush to. Death is sad because you cannot feel the sadness...
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