Today is All Saints Day. I looked it up on Wikipedia to get the official definition. “Christians who celebrate All Saints’ Day and All Souls’ Day do so in the fundamental belief that there is a prayerful spiritual bond between those in heaven (the “Church triumphant”), and the living (the “Church militant”). Other Christian traditions define, remember and respond to the saints in different ways; for example, in the Bible and the Methodist Church, the word “saints” refers to all Christians and therefore, on All Saints’ Day, the Church Universal, as well as the deceased members of a local congregation, are honored and remembered.” At my family church they read out the names of the people that have died in the year. I was going to go to remember my Mom but emotionally I just couldn’t do it. At the church I attend there is a book of names and everyone who has ever lost someone can write their names in it. They used to list the names on the screen but it took a long time so they no longer do it.
When someone we love dies we don’t see their name anymore. Every piece of identification is done away with. It’s only in our hearts that their names are etched forever.
This is a poem that I wrote for writing class. It was a visualization exercise on a rose and for homework we were supposed to write about a rose. I thought it was appropriate for today.
Joining together around the grave
Empty(inside), hollow, like a cave
Numbness helps absorb the pain
Never to hear your voice again
I walk alone this journey now
Facing each day with strength somehow
Every task is hard to do
Remembering doing them with you
Roses red mark your place
Until again I see your face
Dedication to your love
Draped softly from above