On Funeral

On my way to meet a friend, a thought strike me. In the event that I die before my parents do, I don't want a funeral possession. It would set them back by at least $10k. Just bring whatever remains of my body to Mandai to burn. 

This also brought about the discussion of grief. After all, funeral possessions are for the living, an interim which helps them cope and transit from grief. Or rather, through it. And I think it would be utmost meaningful if my organs are donated for medical purposes, to save lives, or empower the medical field rather then simply reduced to ashes. 

Today, Singapore Citizens and Permanent Residents above the age of 21 and above, and are not mentally disordered, are included under the Human Organ Transplant Act (HOTA). Unless of course, one opts out. 

And so I pondered, how do we convince our parents about the decision for a complete donation when they are dealing with the grief of a loved one's death. How can they bring themselves to deal with the knowledge that their kid's body is going to be all cut up into pieces?

Guangfeng offered an emotional and spiritually empowering suggestion: Just tell them your child lives on, in someone else's body.