Learn from my dad

My father passed away at the end of December last year.

On December 20, he had pneumonia after having had a bladder surgery, and two days later he was gone in the hospital room.

I was honestly wondering if human beings would die so easily and abruptly.

We had completed the cremation at the end of last year, but on March 21, rest of my family finally managed to do the main burial at the temple and bury the remains.

The distance from my parents home to the temple is only about 50 meters, and I think that my father was eager to slept forever here in the place where he was born and raised.

When I was little, I used to spend time at this temple when my father got angry and drove me away.

When I put my hands together in front of the grave containing my father’s remains, I thought, “I think today is the last day of my life and I will live as hard as possible every day.”