Directionally challenged

[wiseheart]

Meaning me, of course. I went to the cemetery today to light a candle for my grandparents - yesterday would have been the day to do it, but yesterday everything was closed and I wanted to visit the craft shop afterwards. So far so good, practical plan and all - only that I didn't find my grandparents' urn niche. There is a tall and wide wall behind that particular church, full of niches, where the urns of cremated people are put, with little marble plaques where their names are... or whatever the surviving relatives find fit to put on them. Some of those plaques are truly bizarre, but tastes may differ, right?

In any case, I went first to the niche of Mum's old friend and colleague, and from there it ought to have been easy to find the grandparents. Theoretically. After all, I had no problems finding them back in June, and dead people rarely wander off on their own. Especially in a pulverized state. Or so I thought.

After roughly 40 minutes of fruitless seeking I gave in and called Mum on the phone. She had vague reminiscences of the grandparents being some three or four columns further down the row from her late friend. Well, she was almost correct. I found them six columns down, their plaque, as always, near totally covered by the big, bushy flowers from the niche below. Phew! I had looked for them much, much further down. Clearly, I'm getting senile!

To avoid such mishaps in the future, we jotted down the location number of their row and column. Hopefully, next time I won't be quite such an idiot!

Not much else happened today. On my way home I bought some frozen turkey nuggets for lunch, which turned out rather rubbery, both in taste and texture, so I definitely won't be buying them ever again. At least the Tütensuppe Mum made was yummy as always. I'm very fond of Tütensuppe - little work, immediate results and great taste. I can't be concerned if they aren't exactly bio or healthy.

Comments

[beauty-forashes.livejournal.com]

We didn't do anything on All Saints this year, we actually only do if my mother visits since it's more for her than anything else.

Tütensuppe can be practical! What kinds do you like?

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

Grießknödelsuppe is our favourite, although we often make Hühnersuppe mit Nudeln, ABC-Suppe, Tomatencremesuppe and sometimes even the fruit soups or the mushroom one.

Visiting the cemetery is something Mum and Grandma have always been very intent on. Since Mum can't do it now, I volunteered to go in both our names. Usually I go whenever we have a concert in that church, which is twice a year, but there are some extra times, like birthdays and even All Saints.

[beauty-forashes.livejournal.com]

I like all of those soups too, those and Grünkerncremesuppe and Frühlingssuppe. :)

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

I once tried something called Gebundene Gemüsesuppe, but it tasted funny.

[beauty-forashes.livejournal.com]

I don't think I'd like that either just going by the name.

[meathiel]

Oops @ not finding your grandparents' resting place.
But ... with the flowers ... no surprise!

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

As I said: directionally challenged. The relatives of the deceased who rest under my grandparents always put on entire bushes, so we often have to search the entire wall for "our" niche.

[red-day-dawning.livejournal.com]

I don’t do All Saints Day, but it sounds like a beautiful tradition. Usually I go to visit David’s grave when I’m in the area, and Mum visits Dad when she’s close by. Melbourne is such a sprawling city, our graves are far away from each other. I own the empty plot next to Dave, but we will be far away from our parents and grandparents.

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

A couple of years ago we decided to have the remains of my grandparents cremated and move them from the big cemetery to the churchyard. The urn niche has place for Mum and me as well, so the family will be eventually reunited.

[red-day-dawning.livejournal.com]

That’s beautiful. There’s something so comforting about the thought of your family together in death.

[adafrog.livejournal.com]

Glad you finally found them. The place at our church is small, but even then I can see having trouble finding people because they all look the same and the writing is smallish.

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

That is the problem, basically.

[elwenlj.livejournal.com]

It's winter. It's dark, cold, windy and wet. You're allowed to eat unhealthy stuff.

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

Unhealthy stuff is good for the soul. *g*

[noadvertising.livejournal.com]

Glad you found the place! I think your mother would have been very disappointed otherwise! Mothers tend to react this way, when they get older and more immobile. I think I did a lot of fibbing, when I got sent to visit the family grave and the resting places of her friends and was not able to find them.

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

At least their current resting place is easy to reach. Back when they were still in the big cemetery, we needed half a day to get there and back, despite it being in the same city. Budapest is very big.

[curiouswombat.livejournal.com]

I found myself nodding in agreement — I can 'lose' things that are not at all likely to have moved, too.

And I spent quite a while at a meeting on Tuesday evening explaining why a churches' initiative for as many of possible of us to provide a 'warm space' once a week would be best for us on a Thursday afternoon, as the heating is already on for the Bridge Club who meet in the hall...only to realise today that, actually, they have always met on a Tuesday.