This was why Eid returned to Phanat Nikhom: to help her mother prepare food to offer her ancestors. This was something that Eid did on a few other occasions when we were living in Chiang Mai, but usually only during the Chinese New Year. In retrospect, it feels as if Eid were not only paying her respects to her ancestors, but preparing to join them.
My explanation and a couple of comments:
A few days later, I posted this “memory” (a feature of Facebook that I now value as much or more than its primary function as a communication tool). It is a further reminder of the impermanent nature of things: