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Dia de los Muertos: the hearts we touched

When it’s grey in L.A. I sure like it that way
‘Cause there’s just way too much sunshine ’round here
I don’t know about you I get so sick of blue skies
Whenever they always appear

— Loudon Wainwright, “Grey in L.A.

As my husband drove us northward this morning, I savored the gray so very reminiscent of my childhood home. I moved to Los Angeles for its sunshine only to discover my soul is bound to the rain.

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I would’ve been happy just to drive and cloud-gaze, but we did have a destination. We were taking our sons to Hollywood Forever’s Dia de los Muertos (“Day of the Dead”) festival. My husband and oldest son have attended before, but today would mark my first visit.

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Some of the memorial exhibits made me weep, particularly those dedicated to children. Another one remembering Robin Williams choked me up. Marvel how much life and love its artist captured!

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I took in as many of the sights and sounds as two overtired children allowed.

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Best of all was Li’l D’s fascination with one enormous miniature structure. He asked endless questions of the exhibit’s creator, who laughed while giving answers delightful to children and adults alike.

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Its subjects were visible in reflection only.

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I, too, was reflective as we walked away, stealing back toward the car and much needed naps.

We each must die … but if we live right, continue on in the hearts we touched along the way.

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  1. November 1, 2014 at 6:19 pm

    And no-one who is remembered is ever gone.

  2. November 1, 2014 at 6:29 pm

    What a fascinating event, thanks for telling us about it, Deb. Interesting pictures, I can only imagine how moving it was.

    • November 1, 2014 at 7:17 pm

      I didn’t mean to take a bunch of pictures or post anything, but it was too moving to go without address. Thank you for sharing this with me.

  3. November 1, 2014 at 7:32 pm

    So WonderFul Ill Like It For Being Happy Your Life Thank Follow Back 😉

  4. November 2, 2014 at 7:30 am

    It is one of my favorite celebrations, strange isn’t it. The day when the layer between the worlds is thin and we can once again maybe touch our loved ones, or at least remember them joyfully. Did you know, one of my thigh tattoo’s is a Sugar Skull, surrounded by my favorite flowers, all known for their healing properties.

    • November 3, 2014 at 6:18 am

      Awesome re: the tattoo! I didn’t really understand the pull of sugar skulls before this weekend. Now, having attended that festival, it all feels so right and intuitive to me. I asked Anthony if we could celebrate it, really celebrate it, next year. He’s game. I’m so glad he took me to this celebration of life! I could easily see it becoming my favorite celebrations.

  5. November 2, 2014 at 11:06 am

    What an incredible festival. Remembering and celebrating our lost loved ones is something we don’t do enough in our culture.

    • November 3, 2014 at 6:19 am

      Absolutely agreed! Anthony said he felt like my mom would’ve enjoyed it. That’s absolutely true, so this was one of those things I enjoyed for her and for me. I’ll be celebrating myself in coming years, I think.

  6. November 2, 2014 at 9:17 pm

    That last sentence ❤

  7. November 4, 2014 at 12:32 pm

    Wonderful pictures. Sometimes focusing on death helps us realize how alive we really are and how precious life is.

  8. November 4, 2014 at 1:02 pm

    I had no idea this event existed out there. Wonderful pictures and what a thought provoking opportunity!

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