17 November 1946 - 12 April 2015
"I wasn't intending to give an eulogy, but I have obviously changed my mind.
Initially, I didn't want to say anything because what's there to say, really? What Mum meant to me can't be captured in a few paragraphs. Why stand here and praise her, when she's not here to hear it? Besides, I didn't really want to think about it, because I'm a big crybaby.
But at the end of the day, I felt that I should say something.
Mum was a complex person. She was very strong, yet vulnerable. She was tough, demanding and had very high expectations. Yet, she was sensitive, perceptive, understanding and comforting, She was highly intelligent, and also very wise - the two do not necessarily go hand in hand. She gave great advice too, about practically everything.
But the thing that stood out most was love.
Mum loved and she loved without reservation. She loved life. She loved my brother and me. She loved her grandchildren. Boy, did she love her grandchildren. She loved her son- and daughter-in-law, her parents, her many siblings, her numerous nieces and nephews, her grand nieces and nephews, her friends, her students...
She showed her love in a multitude of ways. She cooked, she cleaned, she gifted. She took time out of her busy schedule to ferry Grandma and Second Aunt to their appointments as well as take them for outings. Through her generousity and acts of love, big and small. Through the laughter she brought, the way she taught - more than just curriculum, she taught the person, she taught values. Through her willingness to lend a listening ear, and the very good advice she gave.
I know she was deeply touched by the wonderful love shown to her by her brothers, sisters, siblings-in-law, nieces and nephews (and in-laws), especially in these last couple of months. Thank you.
The younger generatio is supposed the be more than the previous, but she's a tough act to follow. If I am only half the person Mum was, that would be good enough for me.
Till we meet again, Mum, God speed."