I went to bed at 3 AM after working non-stop since 6 PM on Friday, and at 6 AM my brother already woke me up because we were leaving soon to the cemetery to visit our mummy’s grave. We haven’t been there for nearly two months and I was really missing her. For some odd reasons, visiting her grave makes me miss her a tiny bit less.
At the cemetery, there was a signpost with the rules and regulations of the cemetery written on it. The last point really amused me. It says that the cemetery is only intended for skeletons and dead bodies, not for living human beings. I thought it was funny. I’m sure mum would’ve found it funny, too. It was probably her who made me look towards that direction because I’d never noticed that signpost before. She and I had similar sense of humour.
On my mother’s grave, there was a plant and it was blooming with a lot of purple flowers. None of us knew what the plant was called. My mother was a self-taught botanist. I’m sure she would know what the plant was called. So I simply told the others, “Don’t worry. She knows.”
Then we went to an aunt’s place and our aunt fed us, the hungry, motherless kids, well and we got to get some stuff off our chest about the whole depressing home situation. Good stuff. It doesn’t and won’t solve the problem, but just sharing it helps a great deal. We are all stressed out about it. Losing a mother is not easy at all.
When I got home, there was a package from Amazon.com for me. In the package was a book, “A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius” by Dave Eggers, courtesy Greg (thank you!). It was the first book anyone ever bought me off of my Amazon wishlist. It really made my day.
Today is indeed the best Saturday I’ve had in a very, very long time.