A Different Kind of Experience.
Late last week, my sister-in-law's mother-in-law passed away and this afternoon, she was laid to rest, even with my work hours, me and my hubby went to be with the family as they bury their dead. Of course, silly me expecting the 'normal' burial session, a stop at the church and then to the cemetery riding in a cool car having a long car procession towards the destination.
Well, little did I know that I was in for a surprise. I didn't realize that in the province, those scenes I see in the movies where the walk in procession were a reality there. So what I thought would be an easy breezy event turned out to be a such an experience. The church and the cemetery were near, around 15 minutes regular walk for the church and add maybe 5 or so more minutes to get to the cemetery from the church. So yea, we walked but we walked the long way rout, going around the small poblacion.
It was amazing to me, how so many people would readily walk amidst the heat, it was around 1 in the afternoon and not complain, we just walked and walked. I was also amazed to see some of their neighbors waiting in front of their houses to join the procession when we passed by, at the church I think there were more than 100 people who joined the mass for the dead and in the cemetery, it was very quiet, the family was silently mourning, a few of them crying but silently, a grandson holds a cellphone, pointing towards the coffin and what was going on, he was actually talking to an aunt (daughter of the departed) who couldn't make it to the burial.
I'm not sure how how we fit in there at first, as we weren't that close to the family although we've celebrated a few birthdays and such together with my sister-in-law's family, but they are a very nice family, everyone is nice, warm and friendly and you wouldn't feel out of place, the food was good and we enjoyed a few short talks with the family members and it was the first time for me to experience attending a burial in the province and it was revelation for me on how it was "celebrated" there.
It was a new experience for me and though it wasn't a joyous event so to speak, I learned so much from the experience that I'd venture to say that I'd enjoyed it.