Are you already for Halloween? Have the pumpkins carved and the scary make-up ready?
For Italians, today is a special day and for me too. Its an Italian national holiday and its a day to remember those that have passed away, known as Tutti Morti.
When I lived in Italy I found this day very special. Entire families go to the cemetary, to tend the graves, water the plants and remember their loved ones. It’s so special to have a day devoted to remembering those that we cared so much about, who gave us so much, looked after us and loved us and made our futures possible.
This is a photo of my grandparents, they died when I was about 16, one straight after the other. My mum always told me that grandad died of a broken heart when grandma passed away. Theirs was a beautiful love story, a kind sweet man and a woman with a giant heart who had been together for over 60 years.
They knew difficulty like so many people of their generation but in true Australian spirit when the going got tough, the tough got going. Grandad took to the road in the depression leaving his wife to look after 5 children, sending money home to care for them. He was always so proud that he never had to ask for anything even when half the country couldn’t find work.
The years of their life that I remember so well, they both seemed to be wrapped up in the tenderness of two people who had overcome so much to stay at home and enjoy each other, their own little love bubble. Family for them was everything.
Sending all my departed loved ones my love and thoughts today and wherever you are, know that I love you..