It has been 12 years since the last time I spend my Easter or Holy Week in the Philippines. I missed how we Filipinos celebrate the Easter or Holy Week as we fondly called it.
the devotees are ready for the procession
Holy Friday is the solemnest day of the week. The roads are not busy. You seldom see public vehicles. Most of the stores are close so as the government office. One place that is crowded is the church.
procession of the Blessed Virgin Mary
I missed listening to the radio where the broadcast how God’s life portray. We will not eat any meat. You eat mostly vegetables. I missed playing with my cousins. We play cards.
The best part I missed is going to church with my Mom. She belongs to a group at the church. We attend procession or parade with the Statue of the Virgin Mary and others. We walk barefoot from church to our town. We pray the rosary until we are back to the church. I missed attending mass and will bring container for the Holy Water.
I missed the Easter Sunday where an angel is singing when Jesus Christ is resurrected. I missed going to the beach with my family and cousins especially Sunday. We will eat and pig out ourselves.
Now that I live in America, celebrating Easter is very modern. Holy Week is like a typical day. My kids have no school as they are having their Easter break. I did not grow up having Easter baskets. I just bought some Easter baskets for my kids and fill them up with books and candies.
Sunday we are coming to one of my sister-in-law for dinner. My husband is not coming as he is scheduled to work 12 hours that day. I wish everybody a happy Easter wherever you are or however you celebrate it. What matter most is that you believe in God and that he saves us from our sins.
