Rebirth and Farewell: The Departure of a Mother.
When Mother is finally freed and leaves us, the grief in our hearts cannot be expressed. Faced with the reality in front of us, we have to deal with the aftermath. The second brother began to contact the family affairs in the car and make arrangements for the next activities. We went home and ate a big pot of food before waiting for our mother's coffin to arrive. I prepared everything my mother needed to take with her, including clothes, quilts, jewelry, cell phones, and Bible books. It's all about getting ready for the last ride for my mother.
After my mother's funeral, I was ready to leave. While inspecting his father's clothes, he found that one of his cotton pants was unthreaded. I took out the needle and thread and sewed it up stitch by stitch. I told my father that I was going to work in Shanghai for a few years, hoping that he would take care of my health and let me work with peace of mind. I hope to be able to earn some money, pay off my foreign debts, and leave some savings so that I can be filial to my father in the future. However, my father said, "I can still take care of myself, as long as I give me the money." "I explained that the money was not with me, but with my sister. After discussing it with my sister, we decided to talk to my father about it again.
When preparing for my mother's burial, my family told me that I had to cry as much as I could, otherwise I would be considered unfilial. I think of the days when I took care of my mother, and I can't help but feel a wave of emotion in my heart. I've cried countless times over the past seven months, but now, when my mother actually leaves, I find that the tears have dried up. Perhaps this is the so-called unfilial piety.
The eldest aunt and the second aunt both asked to add me on WeChat**, hoping to contact me often in the future. They told me to take good care of my father, because after my sister-in-law died, they were very worried about his health and mood. When they heard that I was going to Shanghai for work, they told me to take care of my body and not overexert myself.
The funeral shed had been erected, and I went to see the coffin. This time, a popular yellow coffin was chosen, with dragon and phoenix motifs engraved on both sides. In the countryside, despite the choice of cremation, the use of coffins is still required for burial. We would place a new set of shrouds in the coffin, sprinkle the mother's ashes, and put in her usual items.
The loss of my mother made us deeply aware of the impermanence of life. Just a few days ago, my mother was still with us, and although we already knew that her condition was unacceptable, her sudden departure was still difficult for us to accept. My sister and I felt as if my mother was still with us, not really leaving.
Every parting in life is a rebirth, let us learn to cherish the people in front of us and live in the moment, because tomorrow is always unknown. Mother, may you rest in peace.
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