How all saints day is celebrated in spain
Today is a special day. All Saints Day is celebrated in Spain and is a holiday.
People will go to the cemetery to clean the graves, perhaps replant and leave fresh flowers.
My personal tradition
I always light a candle in honor of all the people in my life who are not here anymore. It is also my Mother's birthday. I am including a photo of the place where her urn is placed. She used to find 4 leaf clovers everywhere she went. I inherited a big metal box filled with newspaper, layer after layer. Inside were hundreds of dried 4 leaf clovers.
In Spain, you are allowed to take the urn home and after thinking for nearly a year I decided to put it in the garden wall. I got the poem from a friend and in a ceramic factory on the outskirts of Torremolinos, the tiles were made.
One year later her cat Lily died. She was buried under the cobblestones at that place.
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My Mothers place in the garden
Greetings from the south of Spain, Taetske
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Good afternoon Carol,
Nice to hear you find it beautiful. I also thought it were exactly the right words for Mother's place.
Greetings from the south of Spain, Taetske
You're welcome. How long has she been gone? I lost mine 2 years ago. She just lacked a couple months of being 98.
Sorry to hear about your mother Carol. She did reach a great age, just like my grandmother.
You can see the date of her passing on the tiles, it was in 1997.
All the best, Taetske
Thanks, Taetske. She lived a long and eventful life, and I have many wonderful memories.
After my Dad died in 1986, she sold her house, moved into an apartment, and joined Brethren Volunteer Service for a year. It is a service organization similar to the Peace Corps run by the Church of the Brethren.
She had been a kindergarten teacher, and her job once her Orientation was completed in Georgia near where my sister lives. She was teaching English to Spanish speaking refugees who had immigrated to the United States to help prepare them for citizenship.
She really enjoyed that, and experienced many exciting adventures during this time, including visiting President Carter's hometown, where she was surprised to have him as a Sunday School teacher when they attended his church.
After she died, when I was going through her things, I discovered a wonderful book of artwork and letters from her students telling her how much she meant to them. They had made it as a good bye gift for her. I'm sure she treasured it, although she had never showed it to me.
Mothers can be full of surprises even after they have gone.
I found a collection of things I had said still being small. Whenever I uttered something funny or cute my Father used to write it inside a little agenda.
When he died in 1986 the same year as your Dad, my Mother had to sort things out, checked all those little books and wrote down these things for me.
When I had to organize all her things I found this collection. On the cover, it said: for Taetske.
So nice for you to see how many people appreciated her. We are both proud of our Mothers.
Greetings from the south of Spain, Taetske
So true, Taetske. We were fortunate to have them as long as we did, and to have them for our mothers.
Dia de los Muertos! - literally, day of the day, more accurately the one day of the year in which they remember relatives that have passed away.
Interestingly, Spain passed on this custom through their colonies and is celebrated in Latin america and the Phillipines also.
Good afternoon Derek,
In my workroom, I am surrounded by photographs of friends and family, those who have left and the ones who are still here.
I see them every day and feel they are close to me.
Greetings from the south of Spain, Taetske
Good afternoon Joe,
Thank you for reading my post and your comment.
Greetings from the south of Spain, Taetske
That sounds great.
Michael, who emigrated from the U.S. to Spain in August 2016 is being shown nice places. Like Cabo de Gata near Almeria or Alicante where we went with the Thunderbird.
Afterward, I will write a post with private photos for one of my websites.
In case you come again and visit this part of the world let me know.
All the best, Taetske
How special and personal is that poem and the post which accompanies it.
Thank you for sharing.
Much love 💕
Good afternoon Cordelia,
It took nearly a year where I did not know what to do. When then I came across the poem I suddenly understood what I should do.
Mother's place is next to a little stone bench in the garden. She would often sit there contemplating one of the fishponds and the vegetable garden.
Greetings from the south of Spain, Taetske
Hi Taetske
I think Spain is so similar to Italy. I think you missed one point out that they usually attend mass first and then go to the cemetery to visit loved ones. After all it is a holy day of obligation in Spain, even here in the UK.
It is important time to remember all love one that pass. I will be going to my local cemetery this Sunday for a service and walk around, where every grave is blessed.
In Italy they do it different, the person gets buried for ten years. After that the bones are dug up and then placed in a vault in a wall. They do not have enough land to keep them buried.
A day to remember all family and friends lost.
Good afternoon Antonio,
Yes, people go to mass first to then visit their loved ones.
Just this afternoon at 15.00 on the Spanish news I heard about the solution they are giving to this lack of space in Jerusalem.
They are building a huge under the earth cemetery. I saw pictures of it and it looks nice.
My last post was on a solution to this problem. An Italian company has made a coffin which makes the person become a tree. What a beautiful solution to all those stones. If it interests you the post is on my mother earth website.
Greetings from the south of Spain, Taetske
Hi, Taetske...
The special day is celebrated in other areas as well, but I must say you have some really nice traditions in place I think. The poem is lovely and I am sure she was a special person...
Thanks for sharing with us, and I wish you a super day!
Dave : )
Good afternoon Dave,
Imagine finding hundreds of 4 leaf clovers during her life. My Mother was a special person indeed.
Greetings from the south of Spain, Taetske
Yes for sure, special indeed...She left all that luck for the loved ones to cherish and treasure...Inspiring and touching act...
Greetings right back to you from balmy Dubai!
Dave : )
thankyou Teatske .. Im getting used to Spanish holiday days now, especially as all the shops close ! In the UK we always have bank holidays on a Monday so they follow a weekend for a long weekend....
Good afternoon Helen,
I must say I love Spain. I arrived in 1974 so I have been here for more than half of my life.
Greetings from the south of Spain, Taetske
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Important tradition and beautiful poem!
I got a little nostalgic after I read your post. I was born in Miranda de Ebro, Burgos (north of Spain), and came to the USA when I was 26.
My parents were born in Guadix (Granada), about 1.5 hours from Torremolinos (Malaga).
Needless to say, I love Spain. Just hundreds of memories went through my head.
Thank you for sharing!
Jose
Good afternoon Jose,
Thank you for reading my post and your comment.
Spain has been my guest country since 1974 and I love it here. I live on my green finca in Alhaurin de la Torre, between Malaga and Torremolinos, 8 km inland since 1981.
Greetings from the south of Spain, Taetske