Why pray for the dying?

The park two doors away is my go to place to unwind. It’s where I commune with nature and with spirit. These past two years, I’ve circled the park often with my rosary beads praying for Wai and Ish and Kwan. Have I prayed in vain? Wai’s funeral was yesterday, Ish’s more than a year … Continue reading

Looking Death in the Face

It will be Singapore’s 46th National Day in two days. Forty six is a good ripe age. As Arundhati Roy says in her book The God of Small Things, a viable die-able age. It’s how I’ve been feeling late, die-able. Hence, this post. Are your worried about aging? Fearful of death? Have you come to … Continue reading