How all saints day is celebrated in spain

Last Update: November 01, 2019


Good afternoon Everybody

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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CordeliaN Premium
How special and personal is that poem and the post which accompanies it.
Thank you for sharing.
Much love 💕
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laparra1 Premium
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
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Twack Premium
Those are some beautiful words.
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laparra1 Premium
Good afternoon Twack,

I know my Mother also likes her poem.

Greetings from the south of Spain, Taetske
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APachowko1 Premium
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.
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laparra1 Premium
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
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DaveSw Premium
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 : )
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laparra1 Premium
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
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DaveSw Premium
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 : )
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Helen123 Premium
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....
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laparra1 Premium
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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