For the longest time, I thought the
best item to bring during cemetery visits is flowers. I did that on several
occasions. And then it changed. Two Sundays back when I visited the folks at
Victoria Memorial Park, I chanced upon the last activities of a burial.
Unfortunately or fortunately for me, the tent was set up near my folks’ graves.
There was a crowd. Oh, oh there goes my privacy. I lingered as a habit. As the
crowd thinned, I started to feel better. That’s when I noticed that three
candles were left on my parents’ gravesite. Interesting. I decided to light
them using the burning candles on the tomb of the newly buried. There were
three candle glass holders on my parents' gravesite. They were probably left there
by friends of my parents. I used the candle holders.
The following afternoon, I dropped
by again with my daughter. This time, I brought a scented candle. I was right!
One glass holder did break. We lit the candle and lingered until nightfall. I
have decided that I will no longer bring flowers to the cemetery. I will bring
candles instead. There is no meaning or significance. The candle brings
comforting flicker in the night time. It adds a spark to the already well-lit
park.
I told her that during the grieving
process, there will be good days and bad days. The book calls it “waves”. Grace
calls it “episode”. Whatever it is called, everyone who lost a loved one will
experience it. We just need to be gentle with ourselves as we grieve.
My condolences to Grace’s mother Nanita Bayoneta and sisters Marissa Bayoneta, Midly Pausa, Melanie Bayoneta, Maylin Bayoneta, and Mildred Bayoneta. Be gentle with each other; be gentle with yourselves. Rituals will bring you great comfort.
My condolences to Grace’s mother Nanita Bayoneta and sisters Marissa Bayoneta, Midly Pausa, Melanie Bayoneta, Maylin Bayoneta, and Mildred Bayoneta. Be gentle with each other; be gentle with yourselves. Rituals will bring you great comfort.
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