As decades of seasons pass and piles and piles of autumn leaves melt back into the earth, one realizes that Halloween / Samhain is the most important day. Long before a man was born, died, and rose again, people were honoring those who came before them.
We have days of Remembrance……memorials to honor those fallen in war…….days to reflect on the astounding discoveries and feats of others……but Samhain differs. This is the day to remember all who came before. Each person in one’s own life, and each person in the lives of those who parented and grandparented before them. Each person, unique without being famous, important without discovering a cure or invention, loved for who they were.
As one loses all family and many friends, the shift of Halloween changes from dress ups and parades to quiet memories in the stillness of an autumn morn or dark night.
Young mothers dressing their children have yet to experience the fleeting passage of time; grandparents feel it, but cannot teach, only warn.
Each mother warns her daughter…..they grow so fast…before you know it, they have left you.
Daughters listen, but not really……too busy dressing up toddlers, making Halloween cupcakes, decorating the house.
But houses grow emptier ……fewer cakes are baked……..no doorbells ring with friends and family……..
So today, I remember……..