Members of the Catholic Church commemorate All Souls Day (or sometimes referred to as The Day of Dead) by visiting graveyards and all their beloved ones who rest there. The tradition is to bring candles and chrysanthemums to the graves. According to the belief, those who at the moment of death have not been purged from sin can still be saved by prayers of those who stay behind. Masses are served, and people, if not before or after, remember them at that day.
All Souls Day is 2 November and follows All Saints Day, which celebrates those who already have achieved the beatific vision. In Croatia, it's a national holiday.
One of my dearest memories from childhood is bound to this holiday. As kids we used to collect some money, buy lots of cheap lanterns and pick up what remained from flowers from the florists. Then we would walk down the graveyard and light up a lantern and put a flower on the graves of those who didn't have anyone to be visited by. Nothing can unleash the imagination of a child more than standing by a grave of someone unknown, gone for such a long time that even the name in the stone faded beyond recognition. Who were these people? What did they do? What did their time look like? And what stories could they tell if they, in any way, could speak to us?
Nowadays it's different. Halloween as we see it in movies is making its way into the society. There are costume parties and carved pumpkins everywhere. Kids don't go around collecting sweets; here they do it during carnival time in February. But what remains is the magic of that one night of the entire year when death doesn't seem so distant anymore.