I am so drawn to this beautiful celebration. There is such peace and solace in creating the ofrenda, the altar for those we have lost. It feels like a sacred task - but not a duty, more like a gift.
The blackbird is in honor of one of her favorite songs, "Bye, Bye, Blackbird".
Dad. Oh, Dad. A pipe, a bit of Grand Marnier and some pistachios. A picture of you as a child, holding a horn; a calavera with a clarinet. Music and family were your life. I miss you more than words can say.
I miss you all, my loved ones. But I treasure the amazing gifts you've given to all of us - the gift of life and the special joy of having had you in my life. Vaya con Dios.