I used to do traditional American for Halloween: pumpkins, scarecrows, etc.
Then, some years ago, a very sophisticated friend gave me a set of Dia de los Muertos figurines: skeleton nuns playing musical instruments. I didn’t take good care of them, and they lost limbs along the way; I don’t think any of them are whole anymore.
And then I found out that, if they were perfect, they would be very valuable.
Yeep!
Anyway, broken limbs and all, I started using them in a Day of the Dead display (see above photo). I supplement it with all kinds of things: photos of my dead relatives and friends, a business card from one of my dead bosses, the funeral notice from a friend who died last year, lots of little things that belonged to my parents while they were alive . . .
I’ve been doing this for a couple of years now. Every year there are more people to commemorate.
Every night, through most of October and right up to November 2, I try to light my candle every night, and actually muster up a thought or two for the people who have gone ahead of me on the road.
It makes the prospect seem less lonely, somehow.
Happy Day of the Dead.
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