Yesterday was a national holiday in Slovenia called the Day of the Dead. It's comparable to Memorial Day in America in that it is a day to remember those who have gone before us and are now dead. The difference is that Slovenes actually observe the holiday and don't just look at it as a day off from work. Okay, okay that's not a completely fair statement. I grew up in family where we always went and put flowers on the graves of our relatives and honored them but it seems to me that American culture in general doesn't really "get" this holiday. I think that there is something good and right about remembering and honoring those who have gone before us.
My apartment overlooks the cemetery here in Kranj so I have a bird's-eye view of the happenings in the cemetery and I have noticed that Slovenes visit the cemetery on a regular basis throughout the year. Most grave sites are well kept and the cemetery feels more like a park than just a cemetery because they actually plant flower gardens on the grave sites. They also light memory candles throughout the year and place them at the grave sites. All of the glowing candles look pretty cool out my window at night time. Some of you may think this is weird, but I actually like having the view of the cemetery out my windows. From the beginning of my time here in Slovenia it has served as a reminder to me that we are all going to die some day. Each night when I pull down my blinds and see all of the glowing candles I pray and ask God to help me to live in light of eternity and to take advantage of every opportunity that I have to share with people about God's love for them and Christ's sacrifice for them so that they have an opportunity to respond to Him and thus be able to go to heaven to spend eternity with God rather than be separated from Him forever in hell when they die.
Ahh, but I digress...what I really wanted to talk about is the holiday. Given that the cemetery has so much action throughout the year I wondered what the holiday would look like. Let me tell you that I have never seen anything like it. People flocked to the cemetery in droves yesterday afternoon. Police officers were directing traffic as people headed to the cemetery with arms full of flowers and candles. At 2:30pm there was a special mass in the middle of the cemetery and nearly every single grave site had people standing respectfully in memory of their loved ones. I walked down through the cemetery and was overtaken by this holy moment and the atmosphere of reverence. Maybe I'm more sensitive to this because it's only been three months since my dad died but I think Americans could learn something from Slovenes in regard to this. At any rate, I'm in Slovenia so I observed their holiday with them by lighting a candle on my balcony and placing some flowers there in memory of my dad. Following are some pictures of the day to help you see what I am talking about.

People buying flowers and candles to decorate grave sites.

Pilgrimage to the cemetery.

People beginning to gather in memory at the grave sites.

Mass service in the middle of the cemetery.

View from my balcony of the cemetery full of people remembering their loved ones.

My balcony memorial to my dad.

Candles glowing in the night.