Every year around November 1st, I get to thinking about all my dead relatives and pets...Every year, the same thing. I remember the beings I love. I feel that love tattooed onto my skin, carved into my marrow, my bones...My mother got me interested in the Day of the Dead. When I asked her about what draws her to the celebration, she brightened and said, “The fact that your loved one is not truly dead until he or she is no longer remembered by a living person.” IS DEATH A RELATIVE CONDITION? ARE OUR DEAD LOVED ONES STILL LIVING AROUND OR INSIDE OF US...UNTIL WE STOP REMEMBERING THEM? cc: Shavawn M. Berry
Posted on: Fri, 08 Nov 2013 17:54:25 +0000
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