November 2 was “All Souls Day”. It is also known as the “Day of the Dead”. For many Catholics, like myself, this is a very important day.
During “All Souls Day” you remember and pay homage to love ones who have gone to heaven.
I remember as a kid visiting my grandparent’s marble gated mausoleum. We would bring flower arrangements and candles.
It was not unusual for us to spend hours at the cemetery praying, eating a meal of lechon (spit roasted pig), reminiscing and remembering our loved ones.
This may sound strange and a little morbid to some, but a family ritual would be to knock on my grandparent’s graves and just say hello and give them updates of our lives. We would also ask them for a special wish that we would keep as a secret.
Ten years ago, on November 2, 2001, All Souls Day, I was single and living in New York City’s Murray Hill neighborhood. Since I was not in the Philippines, going to the family cemetery was not an option. My prayers were made at my local church that day.
On November 3, 2001 I met my husband Michael. My prayer (wish) from “All Souls Day” was answered. I met my soul mate.
Ten years ago today I met my husband Michael. We have not looked back since.2001, New York City, Filter 14 – Meat Packing District
Here we are today….
I hope you have a wonderful day! May you find your soul mate too (if you haven’t found them yet!)