day 3

we waited for 4pm to arrive.
everyone took their last chance to see his face again.
we took the bus to the mandai cremation.
his eldest son-in-law made a speech, yes indeed, my uncle was very blessed.
my niece started crying before we even left the funeral parlour.
she's only 8. her sister and cousin could not understand what was happening
because they're still too young.
at the service hall, we took 3 bows and placed fresh flowers on his coffin.
my uncle's family cried when the people there pushed his coffin to
where it was suppose to be cremated.
most of the people cried.
the ceremony was so fast.
it still feels so unreal to me.
a person who used to be in my everyday life, although i don't take much notice,
is now gone, forever.
my grandmother still didn't attend, i heard that she didn't want to.
tomorrow, they're taking his ashes to the sea,
and i will not be there.
i hope he finds his way in a better place and will be happy there.