Bereaved

Cousin Kiong bawled as they covered the coffin. Was it the thought we will never see her face again? Or was it the touching sight of loving and filial children at the funeral? I felt my eyes moisten..

The growing up, having children, bringing up children, death of spouse, growing old and becoming sickly...have all come to an end. Her life journey has ended.

They placed the coffin on a machine. The door opened and the coffin was pushed towards the furnace. The door closed. It was all over.