Hello and welcome to my cheery little post about death.
No don’t run away! I promise it will be ok.
Halloween may be over for another year (boooooooo…) but thanks to the Mexican holiday of Dia de los Muertos (Day of the Dead to you and I) we can eek out the spooky shenanigans for a couple more days!
Celebrated over November 1st (All Saints Day) and 2nd (All Souls Day) Day of the Dead festivities honour the dead and celebrate their reunion with family and friends. The celebration ensures that the dead are kept alive in memory and spirit, still members of the community.
Growing up in a Catholic Irish family, the subject of death never felt taboo. The dead and living openly share the same world for a few days after passing away bound together by the traditional Irish wake.
Both my maternal grandparents lived and died with us.
‘Laid out’ in bed, they were surrounded by visiting friends and family in the days leading up to the funeral. My Mother recalls on one occasion worrying that nobody was in the room with our Grandmother. She ran upstairs to find my brother and I, children at the time, sat on the bed either side of her chatting away.
Wakes are an opportunity to pay respects, say goodbye and support loved ones at a sad time. Celebrating the lives of those we have lost, reminiscing over cups of tea or often something a bit stronger. Continue reading MEMENTO MORI – REMEMBER DEATH