 |
| Frida, who loved to lie on flower pots. |
November 1st and 2nd constitute the Day of the Dead celebration, arguably the most Mexican of Mexican traditions. It's a beautiful concept: the dead aren't gone, or lost--every year, on these two days, they come back in spirit to visit with us. Families gather at cemeteries with Mariachi bands and home-cooked meals, whatever was the difunto's favorite food, with bottles of tequila and cartons of cigarettes, photos and flower wreaths. These usually gloomy places are lighted by candles and laughter, a scattered tear here and there, but mostly a feeling of joy.
We lost Frida in April 2012. She was with us for a mere three years, and her absence still hurts. Today I want to feel like she's not gone, not lost. May you, too, feel your loved ones that have crossed over close to you today.
P.S. -- Got a spankin' new Facebook page for my scribbling endeavors. My very first single-author publication is coming out 2015--I'm doing the wildest Snoopy dance :) I'll be giving away five copies of the new book--of course it involves dogs and dog rescuing--among the first 100 likes on the page. Like I said, spankin' new :)
Friday will be remembered forever. Have a great Sunday. Golden Woofs
ReplyDelete♥ I will always and forever remember my pup and will meet up with him again be together for eternity when my time comes. ♥
ReplyDeleteShe is so cute and it is so sad she was with you, physically, for only 3 years but I am certain you feel her presence. I miss my Katie girl but feel good that I dreamt she was with my dad wagging her tail walking beside him.
ReplyDeleteI really love the idea of The Day of The Dead. Frida was so cute! ~hugs~
ReplyDeleteA great day to remember our friends!
ReplyDelete