Just settled my Godmother's (who's also my aunt) funeral yesterday.
She had been battling cancer for quite a while already, and was in and out of the hospital frequently. She was just discharged from SGH last friday before she passed on tuesday, a day after Vesak Day, at her own home. In fact, that day was exactly a day before my grandma's 49days 'anniversary'. As how my grandfather put it, we lost 2 of the most respected people in the family within 48days.
I never knew exactly what cancer she had. Not that i didn't care, but I just don't see the point of perpetual asking or discussing her illness with her, which many had done so. I only believe in boosting her will, so whenever I see her, I only want to make her laugh and be happy - which I always did.
As described by many, my godmother is the nicest person they'd ever met. Kind-hearted, and always sparring thoughts for others before her. Her wake was so crowded with visitors that it almost seem like the wake of a secret society leader. Anyone there can actually feel how respected she was.
Being the godson, I had to take on the role as her 'son' when we 'send her off' as she only had 2 daughters. Well, its the least I can do for her after all these years.
We didn't cry when we sent her... even right up to the point when they push her in for cremation - because her last words to my cousin was 'do not cry'... we made it a point to remember that. I think the crowd behind us must be wondering why we're still so calm, especially when my two god sisters a.k.a cousins were still chatting away during the process.
... We'll always remember you, Godma.
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