Hi there! 🙋♀️Today, I would like to share with you about Death. Yesterda y was the last funeral service for my Japanese grandmother-in-law. Famil ies and friends gathered to honor her memory and offered prayers and incense as the Buddhist priest chanted the sutras. Grandma looked serene and beautiful in her lilac-colored kimono that accentuated her gentle features. She rested peacefully in her pristine white casket as if she were taking a serene nap. Before we sealed Grandma's casket to send her for cremation, we filled her casket with beautiful flowers, letters from families and friends, and her favorite meal, "kabocha" or pumpkin. We moistened her lips with water, a practice known as the water of the last moment (末期の水, matsugo-no-mizu). It was a solemn and reverent ceremony honoring and remembering her life and appreciating her wonderful works when she was alive. At 98 years old, Grandma still woke up early every day to tend to her garden, plantin...
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