Since last year, after a funeral for the mother, after the past six months has taken great pains to select cemetery. First trip to the funeral home to visit her mother's ashes, I saw so many urn placed together, as in the library, like the rules, but cold. Think of my loved ones with such a person only a cramped, and cold in a tiny place, tears fall down on the go all out, at the time vowed to move it as soon as possible an a beautiful place. Even if people have gone, we can not so make do with Yeah, this is what I should do for her call the shots bar.
Mother was more than six months ago the death of a heart attack when I go to work in the counties, the last time no see. I always hope that she Tuomeng to me, told me that she's unfulfilled aspirations, but the funeral to end off the funeral yesterday, Mother's Day, never really dreamed of her. Sometimes seems to have dreamed of, wanted to come back to God, but rather tend to get too sad to see miss the bar! She never Tuomeng to me, does it mean that all of my cock is still satisfied with that? Maybe one day she would tell me.
My grandmother and grandfather, uncle back in when I was very young died, leaving her mother live alone in the world. A few years ago, his parents divorced, but her mother has been very strong, very optimistic and positive spirit in this affect us, so that we had no idea her illness to how out of hand. I think I bones is subject to the genetic mother, though sometimes seemingly weak. As the eldest, and only one not married sister, I naturally have to bear the primary responsibility make arrangements for their funeral, even if another helpless, and then distraught.
Was a child, I did not get what fatherly, the mother has been very care of me. But his mother alive, I never realized that the love and cherish her how important to me, and I was inwardly how depends on the kind of love. Chinese people are often not good at expression, also expressed disdain at the total installed in their hearts that love is enough, but in fact is not enough, really enough! Why did I never put heart of love and gratitude to tell her? People go and what to do more to no avail, the only sustenance for the living only some grief.
I gave my mother's grave chose the Kiyoura Xujing West Park. This is from the permanent cemetery in Shanghai in recent times, from my house (the South Lianhua Road Metro Line near the mall) drive in the past only a half hour or so. Off the funeral day, days of shade, and feeling very desolate, the huge cemetery actually do not have a grave person. Ching Ming Festival, I have been to see too many cemeteries, a flourishing population, but most people face with joy, and just rush to complete a task bar! How many people really do is to cherish the memory of the dead? And "Mother's Day" is only for the living, right? I looked around, there are still many "mother", and why no one came to visit it? In the Sunday (the Lord's Sabbath) also have a very busy living do? I probably still have the joy of other, more important to enjoy it too late? Heaven's mother must also know that today is Mother's Day ah!
A few days ago it rains, all the tombstones flooded with dust. We brought brooms, rags and buckets, I and my LG, my sister and her BF, Zai Zai and makes a good job cleaning the new tombstone on the dust, put a bouquet of flowers. Check this piece of Muqu just for the sake it is Western, there is no tribute Taiwan, only the match with tombstones of marble vases. Mother, grandmother, beginning from the letter of Christianity, and does not require any tribute, just a bunch of flowers.
Mother Road, apologized again soon as originally wanted in Zhejiang province's grandmother and grandfather, uncle, along with the three men moved to the tomb, after all, I am hours is their dependent. But now that I can give cock, listening to the countryside, said the old man, already buried, and let them for the security bar! Moved to the tomb, after all, is not very good, although the maternal grandmother is a letter of Christ. But if this is your desire, you must Tuomeng tell me ah, I will certainly try to do this. Their departure had been early for me to leave too many sad memories of childhood, you made me in when I was younger than you once again suffer the pain of this part forever. . .
Where all have the same experience of TX who, if you are sometimes helpless to see if they bar, where they cry a Kuba, if you were their predecessors could not cry out after the words.
---- Written on May 11, 2003, after Mother's Day
Author: jenny823
