" my mother passed away...". my husband's grand mother was 97 years old. I'd met her only a few times, but she'd welcomed me very warmly with a smile.
Going to work, he managed to knock off, and then we went to Yame where she lived in order to attend the wake.
Around 8:00 p.m, we arrived there and met her and relatives.
The following day, he had to work. Of course his boss intended him to go, but he decided to work because of the work of the day was so important to him.
So, only my son and I attended the funeral.
The morning we left and went there on expressway. And then we were there all day, so when we came back home, I was exhausted...(--;)
Anyway, I'm worrying about mother-in-law's mental sorrow....
