So, my Grandfather's funeral was yesterday morning. Even though he'd been ill for several years, and even though I thought I was prepared, it still hurt so much when he passed away. He was a constant presence in my life - his wide grin, his love of animals and nature, and the way he doted on us grandkids are what I will always think of, when I remember him.
I'll even remember that one time when I was little, when he dropped bright pink bubble gum he was chewing, into my hair while I was sitting on his lap, fondly. Luckily we were able to remove it without chopping off a hunk of my hair - but it was a close call >_<
The funeral was as emotionally difficult as I thought it would be, especially when we had to finally close the coffin, and I realised it would be the last time I would ever see him again. But there was an incredible moment, when a bird flew into the chapel, swooping and chirping. My Grandpa loved birds - we've raised pigeons, canaries (he even domesticated a willy wag tail once), and all sorts of other birds all through my childhood. I think we all believed it was some sort of sign from him.
When we are able to collect his ashes from the funeral parlour, he'll be laid to rest at Pho Quang Temple. Before now, I had no idea this temple even existed, quietly and unassumingly tucked away, in the northern suburbs of Perth. It is a really beautiful place - I could feel the tranquillity the moment I stepped foot on the grounds. For my Grandpa, who loved his garden and nature, I think this will be the perfect resting place.
|A quite amazing monument|
|A lovely courtyard in the centre of the temple|
|A 'zen' style garden - the room in the upper right corner is where all the urns are placed.|
|I think inside this building is the main prayer room|
Pho Quang Temple - Marangaroo Buddhist Cultural Centre
19 Bradford Place, Marangaroo
-Thanks for reading-