A famous song of Abba, Dancing Queen, part of the lyrics going like this, You are the Dancing Queen, young and sweet, only seventeen.
In God’s
eyes, we are jewel, regardless our age, we all young and sweet.
This morning,
didn’t know why, I decided, rather exercised at home alone with my new bought
praise dance series 7 than drive to the park to do so with group.
Then my
older son, came in, and asked me for a ride to his friend’s funeral, who commits
suicide days ago.
I went
with him, actually, I do plan to go with him, as soon as I know this incident
happen, but I don’t want to ask him, I want him to ask me instead, but in this
case, I’m sort of go with him without ask him beforehand.
It’s either
a traditional Taoist or Buddhist funeral rite, around 2 hours or so long in total
including the burial.
Not much
people attend, no program, no greetings, real sad, he is only 20.
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