Popo had a lot of stuff, but these were all good stuff. They helped to feed a family and more. Popo was hardly an easy person to be around, but she brought up 4 children with these things. Then fed us, the next generation. I'm pretty sure the wok wouldn't be out of place in /r/buyitforlife.

What you cannot buy is the absolute disrespect I also saw from one of her children - an uncle and his family. The sheer nerve and audacity to cut ties with the woman who singlehandedly sent you to the UK to study, to see you marry, to see you marry twice, to see the birth of her grandson, a cousin I officially denounce from this point forth despite forgiving his bullshit against the family countless times. This is not priceless - this is worthless. I'm sorry, Popo, that you had to endure this heartbreak in your twilight. I know you will look upon them fondly still from up high in the heavens, but you didn't deserve the part where people acknowledge there's 'always one in the family'.

I felt a lot of things these few days. I also felt latent anger and disappointment.

But who am I to speak - I was late. Perhaps I was angry at myself and needed someone else to share the hurt.

Popo isn't here to tell me otherwise anymore.

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