The first weekend in November, it is already dark most
of the day, in the land of Vikings. But not this weekend. This weekend, people
lit thousands of lanterns and candles on cemeteries around the country . This
weekend we celebrate "All Saints Day" in Europe, which means that we remember
our beloved dead. We travel across the country and the nation to lit candles on
graves and put some flowers on graves.
Typically, the chrysanthemum .
In my head this beautiful flower are always associated with grave and sadness.
I wanted always pass this tradition on to my children, so I had to find a new tradition. The nearest cemetery is about 100 meters from where we live . It is an old cemetery , where many of the most famous writers and scientists men are buried. Every year we go to the cemetery with candles and matches in hand to select 10 different graves and light candles . We choose those graves that have no lights on. Maybe there's no one alive who can remember these people.So we are doing it.. We are remembering them. We light candles, talk about who may have been buried here , what kind of life the man or woman lived.
Typically, the chrysanthemum .
In my head this beautiful flower are always associated with grave and sadness.
I wanted always pass this tradition on to my children, so I had to find a new tradition. The nearest cemetery is about 100 meters from where we live . It is an old cemetery , where many of the most famous writers and scientists men are buried. Every year we go to the cemetery with candles and matches in hand to select 10 different graves and light candles . We choose those graves that have no lights on. Maybe there's no one alive who can remember these people.So we are doing it.. We are remembering them. We light candles, talk about who may have been buried here , what kind of life the man or woman lived.
This year it will be different. As the first grave we
will go to B. grave. This wonderful woman, who meant to us so much, who died
last year. For the first time, we will light the candles on her grave, put down
arrangement of grey moss
that I have done and talked to her in our hearts and let the tears of pain from
missing her, to fall down our cheeks. I miss you so much, B. So
much…
This weekend we
will
lit the candle for my beloved dad. I was "Pappa`s daughter."
Always.
A father who has never even raised voice against me and whom I loved, and did everything that he wanted me to do, out of love for him.
Who died 20 years ago, only 59 years old.
We will lit the candle to the memory of my dear grandmother. A simple woman who have lived with us for 25 years at our flat and who had love us all . A simple , farmer woman, who lost her first husband at age of 19, and had to bury six children while she was alive , but never complained .
I lit the candle to the memory of Bas.
Always.
A father who has never even raised voice against me and whom I loved, and did everything that he wanted me to do, out of love for him.
Who died 20 years ago, only 59 years old.
We will lit the candle to the memory of my dear grandmother. A simple woman who have lived with us for 25 years at our flat and who had love us all . A simple , farmer woman, who lost her first husband at age of 19, and had to bury six children while she was alive , but never complained .
I lit the candle to the memory of Bas.
May you all rest in peace, we will meet again!
