It is important to take a notice that this was my first trip to Korea during summer in 9 years...
And according to the media, it was the worst summer in tens of years in Korea...
Bodyfeeling temperature was about 40 degrees celsius!!! Me!! The one who's sweat is always flowing out 24/7!!!!
Plus, the day of burial was the day when the heat was starting to burn up... It was too hot that everyone was literally burned... I was so careful during all the time here in the Philippines not to get tan, but I got tan on that day...
Since I was the youngest, I did all the looking-easy but freaking tiresome labors... I wet almost everyone's towels every second... Never rested...
Min Hong or Seh Hong bet that I would be unconscious in 20 minutes on some time... But I didn't. I was hotter than the Philippines, but my mental power has no boundaries.
Well, befure burial, there was a mass in the church. The mass was held by two priests, one of Jang Ho Won, and the other one was from Seoul. The Seoul priest was our neighbor during his childhoold and called my grandmother as his "mother"...
Well, during mass, I cried. Me... the never crying man cried... I could not stop it flowing out. Even my Yoo family members are full of tears that day. My cousins cried, my sister (cousin) -in-laws cried... My uncles cried as well as my aunts...
It was such a sad time...
The sadness was forgotten during the burial because it was too hot... However, when I saw my grandmother's photo set on table or her room, the feeling returned...
It was first funeral I participated... and it was truly heartaching to let her go...
