Friday, 29th May 2015, My aunt was informed from her brother that the service starts at 7:30pm. We left the house at 4pm. My family and I took 2 buses to My Father's Home Sanctuary (the Nursing Home's Church). It was raining heavily when we waited for the bus. After 2 long hours of wait (by the time our shoes, pants and bags we wet) the bus finally came. After that we need to walk for 20 minutes with our umbrella. The road was full of puddle. Our shoes was drenched. We finally arrived at the Sanctuary. We untied our shoes at kept it aside. The moment we step in, we saw a white coffin with grandma's picture frame on the coffin. Beside it there was a small opening to view her upper body. We came closer and took a look inside. There was a transparent glass covering the opening. Our hearts was overwhelmed. She was resting as though asleep. I kept saying to myself, she is fine. My aunt felt so sad and cried. Her eyes was filled with tears. Her nose and eyes were turning red. My relative comforted her saying, "she is in a better place now". She passed her a tissue.
As hours passed by, the room was crouded with relatives, church member, and friends. Then a wake service was starting. Everyone took a seat. We sung some hymn and prayed together. Then my aunt's siblings came forward. They told how grandma was a fighter. And she created a recipe that became best sellers. They played a slideshow with grandma's picture.
Family members were asked to take some pictures beside the coffin. Then we lined up and thanked the visitors for coming. They said their condolence. Next everyone had some pastry, cakes and tea.
We went back home at midnight. Aunt's step bro sent us by car. By the time we shower and etc we slept at 1am.
Saturday, 30th May 2015, Aunt was informed that the service starts at 10:30am. We left the house at 8 something close to 9 in the morning. We took the same transport yesterday to the Scantuary. When we arrived the room was quite empty. This time we dint need to untie our shoes. We were told to put them on. We just took some pictures of grandma's coffin. The service was late. Aunt was informed LAST MINUTE (11:00am) that the service starts at 11:30am. She got the blame cuz Aunt's bro asked her to call up grandma's church Pastor.
After some hymns and prayer, we headed straight to the Crematorium. Grandma requested to be cremated while she was still alive. We saw grandma for the last time and the people incharge closed the opening to view grandma. They screw the coffin. Grandma's children pushed the coffin out the room. My two aunt were bawling their eyes out. We arrived the place like a badass. There was a special van with siren that block the cars from moving. It gave way for us. We trailed the car that brought the coffin like a car train.
At the crematorium, the coffin was pushed and placed in the centre of the croud. We stood around it. We sung some hymn n prayed again. All of us took turns to decorate the coffin with flowers. Then we took pictures by family.
After lunch we part ways.
Sunday, 31st May 2015, we collected her cremated ashes.. Aunt couldnt bare to look at her skull.. 3 cars of family members on our way to granpa's grave... We cleared the weeds collected on the grave and clear the mud on the cement. We sung some hymn and prayed... Uncle dug a little hole... Then aunt help to pour grandma's ashes in it. Finally all of us we bury it together.
Till we meet again grandma <3
