I am not good at prayers. I was never religious. Whenever I was asked if I were a Christian because of my name, I would reply in the negative. It was then assumed that I was a Buddhist, which I would nod in concurrence to avoid having to explain my agnostic beliefs. I was brought up practicing a mix of Taoist and Buddhist ways of worshipping.
I would like to say a Catholic prayer for Mum?s departed soul everyday but I do not know how. Therefore, every morning I would blow a couple of Christian hymns before Mum?s altar with the harmonica. The only two tunes that I know of are What A Friend We Have In Jesus and Amazing Grace. In time, I shall learn to recite a proper prayer. Today marks the eleventh week of Mum?s passing.