The Holy Week

THE HOLY WEEK I reminisce, I miss…… This week is Holy Week and I cannot help; but to reminisce how we observed the Holy Week, when I was growing up, that I miss. Today is Good Friday and I remember commemorating this day by being in church at three in the afternoon, when Jesus died, to recite The Stations of the Cross. I reminisce; I miss the Holy Week then, my father decorating the long doubled strips palms for us to carry to church, to be blessed in the Palm Sunday mass. We gathered outside the church at night on Holy Wednesday for procession around our little town ending inside the church to observe the Holy Wednesday mass. The next night, we went to church in observance of Holy Thursday and we commemorated the crucifixion and death of Jesus on Good Friday. We continued on to memorialize with another procession around the town in the evening, followed by the lengthy Good Friday mass. Saturday was observed in silence, while waiting to exhale and rejoice the Resurrection on Easter Sunday with all our town festivities. Our resurrection procession started outside the church very early in the morning, ending at the plaza kiosk with singers welcoming the procession. We proceeded to church for the Easter Sunday mass to celebrate the Resurrection. We continued on celebrating by going to the beach having fun and lunch. How I miss observing the Holy Week then. I reminisce, I miss…. 4/2/21 I Reminisce I Miss Poetry James Edward Lee Sr.