Solemnity of All Saints ...

For many people, All Saints is a very special day. A day on which we remember the dearly departed. It gives us a moment to reflect on those whom are no longer amongst us. Not that we don't think about them during the other days of the year, but on this day especially, our thoughts go to family and friends that have passed away over the years.
A couple of years ago, my dad died in his sleep. The day before, he was still pruning trees in the garden and chatting to our neighbors while he was washing the car. It was an unexpected, sudden death. He was well in his eighties, and had always feared to die alone, and in a lot of agony. He died with his wife of almost 60 years next to him, and never even realized what happened to him. It's been a couple of years now, but we all miss him still.
Fortunately, my mom is in good health. She's also in her eighties, but still lives on her own, and spends a lot of her time taking care of the elderly in her street. They were all in their twenties when they moved into the neighborhood, and know each other for 60 years or more. Anyway...
She always says she's lucky to be in such good health and loves to help her friends.

I wasn't surprised to see Manuel at the door, early in the morning.
He wondered if he could have 30 Cordoba to buy some flowers for his brothers grave. David has been gone 7 months now.
Marvincito came by later to let me know that he had visited the grave of his dear friend Juan Carlos.
The Lara brothers had gone to the final resting place of Eynar..

And so everybody has his or her special person to think about, or visit.