Mum wrote a will on my birthday last year.
I first read it the day after she passed away. I was trembling as I read it. And I immediately put it away after I read it. I did not want to read it again...
And now I have the "honour" of translating it for official purposes.
It is so painful to touch and read these pieces of paper which bear mum's very own handwriting.
It is difficult to imagine this person is no longer around, and that these wishes come from beyond the "urn"...
I first read it the day after she passed away. I was trembling as I read it. And I immediately put it away after I read it. I did not want to read it again...
And now I have the "honour" of translating it for official purposes.
It is so painful to touch and read these pieces of paper which bear mum's very own handwriting.
It is difficult to imagine this person is no longer around, and that these wishes come from beyond the "urn"...
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