“Una sociedad que niega la muerte, niega la vida.” – Octavio Paz
There’s been plenty written already about Dia de los Muertos, and I won’t be trying to add to any of that with this post. We have been celebrating it for quite a few years now. I learned about Day of the Dead as an adult. For my children that’s been a different story, it’s a family tradition for us now. It’s a time to remember friends, family, and ancestors.
”What is there to do when people die – people so dear and rare – but bring them back by remembering?” ~ May Sarton
“Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as taught in woods and meadows, plains and mountains and streams of our blessed star, and they will learn that death is stingless indeed, and as beautiful as life.” ~John Muir
“In the night of death, hope sees a star, and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing.” ~Robert Ingersoll
He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man. ~Antoine de Saint-Exupery
Both girls helped me set up this year. Well one helped set up and the other one pinched things off the altar when we weren’t looking. But we got it done. We had no luck finding marigolds this year, but we did find the red rose we were looking for, thanks to my sister and her beautiful garden.
I found a source for my granny’s favorite hard candy, so we put some out for her. Nibsy insisted that we put up a photo of Amy Winehouse, whose death really affected her.
¡Feliz Día de los Muertos!