Celebrating the Day of the Dead is always bittersweet for me. I love to search through my memory of those who have passed, and relive moments that stand out in my mind. I laugh, smile, and feel lucky to have shared time with each one of them.
I can remember my Grandfather (my dad's dad in the black and white photo above) teaching me how to sip the syrup from a honeysuckle flower or how to pick apples from a tree. My childhood dog, Patch, and all the fun we had running through the desert. My ex-boyfriend, Jake, the greatest drummer, who was so wildly friendly and kind to everyone he met. Most recently, losing a new friend, Chris, and learning how important it is to laugh everyday, even when it seems like there is nothing to laugh about.
I always find that my love and appreciation for those who have crossed to the spirit world is unfaltering. I cannot say for sure if life is greater than death, or vice versa, but I am certain that love is greater than either. Today, I continue to offer my love to those who have passed on.
Happy All Souls day, to you and yours. May you remember them fondly and continue to love them.