She's gone in 2020 during the pandemic time. I never attended the burial because there was already travel banned. That was a tremendous amount of pain in the heart of all members of the family. March 3, 2020, was the exact date. I was sorry that I forgot about it. I had a health issue this week. I knew my mother understood me.
My family never remind me because they knew how I felt at that time. Then, I saw my brother send a picture in the messenger. I cried a lot about how bad I was to forget it. My father always reminded me but now he is also in heaven.
The celebration started with my siblings visiting the tomb of my mother who were there living in our hometown/village. Then, they have a Church service before eating the prepared foods. All the foods were native Filipino delicacies we ordered a week before the day.
My siblings spent 150 dollars buying all the stuff they served after the prayer. My parent was a member of the United Church of Christ In the Philippines. Our neighbors were there and our nearest relatives. I appreciated the good deeds of my siblings. I missed those foods but I am too far away from home.
I know my parent were all happy watching the people around in our home. There was no one living there and it is closed and padlocked on other days. Our old tradition is to celebrate it yearly and offer prayers for eternal life to those family members who died aready. We had a stronger family relationship and we missed our parents so badly. I had no more shoulder to cry on but we accepted that they are no longer belonged to us. We are happy that they are now happy in heaven without pain.
How about you guys? Are you doing this to your family?
(Note:All pictures are owned by my sister
and sent to my messenger.)
