Yesterday I attended a funeral of a little girl’s father(my girlfriend’s uncle).It was following some traditional ceremony-from the afternoon until the next day.I helped to bring the young girl with her elder brother,staying at the ceremonial place in the afternoon.Only three of us were at that place in the whole evening.Both of them were burning some obolus(money in Hades) and seals leading the soul of their father being back home;at the same time,I sat aside to fold ‘ingot’ to their father and look after them.

The boy has been 17 years old.So I believe he can handle it as a young man.At that atmosphere I was quite worried about the girl as she is only 12 years old though she had known the bad news for weeks.However,she is really good enough,strong enough,perhaps better than me,if I was at that position.

I remembered she left words in MSN to me at the day before yesterday,said that she hopes she won’t cry at the day.I told her that it maybe is the last chance to cry for your father,so don’t control your mood and just let it go.

Yesterday she cried,my girlfriend cried too.I felt they were crying with their hearts at night,then tearing away and going forward.They are all great!

That may be a worst day for the little girl.However I hope all better things will come after this and the sadness can be stopped at the point.

Wish her all the best!