How Did It Start.__?
__ I work in E.Leclerc as a cashier. On the first of the November there is a holiday called 'The Day of Dead' when people go to the graveyard to bring the candles to those who died.
So last time, i was working.. Then i see some 70 years old man, waiting in line. He only had one article. It was one candle. One candle and nothing else. It was so sad. It must have been to his wife who passed away some years ago. We chatted a little, he smiled. Do people really hide the pain beyond their smiles?
Lifetime.__?
__ More at mornings than at afternoons, older people come. They move slowly but they are so kind.. Almost always, they smile, when saying goodbye. Sometimes they take a minute for a lil chat.
I'm 18. I have all my life infront of me. From a little girl i grew up. But i don't feel yet adult. Neither am i ready to be. They get married, have children. They watch their children growing, worriing about them. They are nervous when they go to the market cuz they know they shouldn't give 170 eur again - although they need all they have bought. They shouldn't act and feel free as children do. They don't like their daughter's new boyfriend. They watch their children growing up. They become grandparents.
Death__?
__ What scares me the most, is being old. Having all that memories, knowing u can't return to the past. Knowing the end is near. Wondering, Have i done enough in my life? Could i have done it better? Knowing, that someday ur partner; the one who has been by u for the last 50 years, the one who knows exactly how to make u smile, the one who knows every milimeter of your body, the one who knows every secret of yours, the one who u LOVE the most of this world; - is going to pass away. No more Goodmorning, my dear. or Goodnight, have a nice dream. No more Did u take your pills?. Noone who'd care about u the way he did. Being no longer with your lifepartner.
And After.__?
__ How do we die? Why do we die? What happens to us? Our mind, our soul?
They say the body dies, our soul goes whether to heaven whether to hell. We bury the body.
But then, if the soul is not with us on the Earth, why do we go to their mound? Do they hear us? Do they see us? Do they feel our pain? Do they know we cry for them? Do they know how much we miss them and we wish they were here?
I confess. I'm affraid.
__ I work in E.Leclerc as a cashier. On the first of the November there is a holiday called 'The Day of Dead' when people go to the graveyard to bring the candles to those who died.
So last time, i was working.. Then i see some 70 years old man, waiting in line. He only had one article. It was one candle. One candle and nothing else. It was so sad. It must have been to his wife who passed away some years ago. We chatted a little, he smiled. Do people really hide the pain beyond their smiles?
Lifetime.__?
__ More at mornings than at afternoons, older people come. They move slowly but they are so kind.. Almost always, they smile, when saying goodbye. Sometimes they take a minute for a lil chat.
I'm 18. I have all my life infront of me. From a little girl i grew up. But i don't feel yet adult. Neither am i ready to be. They get married, have children. They watch their children growing, worriing about them. They are nervous when they go to the market cuz they know they shouldn't give 170 eur again - although they need all they have bought. They shouldn't act and feel free as children do. They don't like their daughter's new boyfriend. They watch their children growing up. They become grandparents.
Death__?
__ What scares me the most, is being old. Having all that memories, knowing u can't return to the past. Knowing the end is near. Wondering, Have i done enough in my life? Could i have done it better? Knowing, that someday ur partner; the one who has been by u for the last 50 years, the one who knows exactly how to make u smile, the one who knows every milimeter of your body, the one who knows every secret of yours, the one who u LOVE the most of this world; - is going to pass away. No more Goodmorning, my dear. or Goodnight, have a nice dream. No more Did u take your pills?. Noone who'd care about u the way he did. Being no longer with your lifepartner.
And After.__?
__ How do we die? Why do we die? What happens to us? Our mind, our soul?
They say the body dies, our soul goes whether to heaven whether to hell. We bury the body.
But then, if the soul is not with us on the Earth, why do we go to their mound? Do they hear us? Do they see us? Do they feel our pain? Do they know we cry for them? Do they know how much we miss them and we wish they were here?
I confess. I'm affraid.
__ The 31 of October 2oo9, the Night Before the Day of Dead.
