Home

Good to be home. My bed. Piano. Chinese music on the radio. English newspapers. No need to shiver after bath. Hawker centres. Everything seems super cheap now. Had dinner with my parents-in-law at a zi-char stall, everything costs S$35 for 4 people only. That is only equivalent to 2 x Mac value meal in Sweden.

Had a long chat with mum too. Dancing at the CC is now one of her social activites. Over long distance calls, I had always imagined it as one of those line-dancing type of music/dance steps for aunties. Then she showed me the music and one of the dances. It was "Dont Cha" by the Pussycat Dolls, I almost fell off my chair. Wow.

The funeral today and the cremation. It was the first time that I was personally there to collect the ashes. For me, it was already very hard to imagine a human being reduced to less than a skeleton; and it was almost surreal to see short strips of bones laid out on the table. We then used chopsticks to pick the bones and put into the urn, its to signify bringing grandma to a new home..