I’m sorry to sound so gloomy on a Monday but…
April 8, 2018 11:55pm CST
Tomorrow marks the sixth year of my father’s death anniversary. Time flies. But he still lingers on my mind. Then I came to watch the Disney movie Coco which made me ponder on the term ‘final death’. As what I’ve understood, there are two levels of death: when one dies physically and when one dies in the memories of his/her loved ones. In the movie, there’s this ghost/soul which vanished into thin air, never to be seen again, because nobody remembered him among the living. The last memory of him was lost in time and he died a final death. How sad. It breaks my heart to think about those graves in the cemetery without flowers or candles or any signs that someone visited them. I will never let my father be forgotten. I will make sure to tell his stories, good or bad, to my kids and to my kids’ kids and hope to meet him again somewhere down the road..
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• Davao, Philippines
I even cried while watching that movie because somehow I know one day I will experience this. That is why as long as I'm alive, I will make good memories with those people who really care for me and love me. I thought I will not gonna like the movie, and it's of my favorite movie now.
So many gravesites are devoid of flowers and tokens of remembrance because they are very old. Could be that no one today who may be remotely related to that person has even met them let alone remembers them. It is always good to keep an oral tradition of your family members alive so that generations will know their roots.