life and death.

back from funeral.
cried just now.
because still remember how i took care of my grandmother when i was small.
like 5 years old.
could hear the other side of the cremation hall where cries were even louder.
wonder where would humans go after they die.
haha.
an auntie gave books about the buhddism.
two books.
and i gave one to my cousin.
ah ya. i didn't know i had eight cousins on my father side.
peiying had grown so tall.
still remember that i had took a photo with her while she was a baby.
* life and death is just a routine..