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Today, by some fortunate way of life, I have been able to see a way through a bit of a dilemma that I was faced with just before last Christmas. You see, right after the fireworks from the New Year's Eve celebration have dispersed, around about 3 in the morning, my father had his first stroke attack. He passed away the next day on January 2, 1999. I was then about to turn 17 years old. He left me and my mother as well as 2 of my elder sisters to mourn over him. My mother, who already had a lump on her left breast for about 2 years before my father's death, was never diagnosed with breast cancer until 3 months after my father passed away. Around about 2 weeks after my 18th birthday, she followed my father to after-life. So I was too young to know of the funeral arrangements. Now that I am older though, I have learned that, thankfully, my parents prepared for their own wakes. But, they were too kind and have given their own resting places to our other relatives, who passed away before them and didn't have their own funeral arrangements. Therefore, what was supposed to be theirs, was given to others and there was nothing left for them. Thankfully, my father's family had free burial lots. So, we used them for my folks. As I have mentioned earlier, I encountered my dilemma just right before last Christmas. An aunt-in-law of mine has passed away as well. She didn't have a burial lot for her remains so, her family also decided to use the last of my father's family's burial lots. Unfortuntely, one of my father's siblings, spoke to my sister about the issue. There were no free burial lots for their family anymore. If ever that any one of them will pass away abruptly, there were no slots to bury them anymore. We were asked to free up my mother's slot (but, in all fairness, my father's relative was very kind when he spoke to my sister). Though they were kind, it still tore my heart that during my folks' lives, they were very kind but even until their death, nobody were as kind as they were. I was devastated, I felt like they were kicking my mom out and I won't let them unless my dad goes with her as well. My sister suggested that we buy this cheap burial lot in a southern province, where there's much traffic (having only 1 main road) and where my folks' remains will be kept in an apartment style burial place. I will not hear of this suggestion. I do not have much money and don't even know how I'll be able to raise my money to buy them a decent resting place but I will not allow them to rest in a place like that. You see, I look up to both of my folks too much. They were too kind, too generous, too noble for me to allow them to rest in a too simple place as that. Then tonight, there was this saleslady wo passed me a brochure. I don't usually take brochures like this but this time, I did. When I read the brochure, I was so surprized. There it was the answer to my prayers! A noble resting place for my noble parents which was also affordable. It was also very convenient since we will be able to visit them and pay our respects to them properly during All Souls Day. So, I've found a place. I have only got to raise the money to transfer them. At the least, I could say that He guides, He leads and He gives when there's none left at all.