Growing up in the Philippines which is predominantly Catholic, I remember how important this weekend is. We call it Holy Week and people would go home to their home province and celebrate it with family. The church activities are packed with ceremonies, Holy Thursday which is also called Maundy Thursday, if I remember it correctly is the start. We would attend the service and after that there is the all night long vigil where you do the stations of the cross. Friday is a very solemn service because that was the day Jesus died and I remember it when I was young to be a very long service.
Then Saturday is like a free day to do anything and Sunday is Easter and we used to have new clothes sewn by relatives. I remember going to a family friend and we had Eater egghunt and it waas fun.
When we moved to Canada it was not as religious or solemn. Years ago, the stores were closed on Good Friday but now everything is open and it is like another long weekend.
At times, I feel like I am missing the kind of celebrations we had in the Philippines but the culture there is different. And like most stuff, we adjust.
Living in the city and in the downtown core, it is never quiet and the hustle and bustle continues whether it is Good Friday or any other Friday. And it feels like I have shed the tradition.
I am going to just have light meals this whole weekend and do my share for Lent. I am actually starting to do some spring clean which is good for the soul.
And I am deciding to try and see if I could do forgiveness and forgetting. As of now I am in the get even phase. Maybe I am not ready yet.
Happy Easter everyone!!!!!
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