Day of the Dead

I am fully aware that this post is a bit late so to speak since the "Day of the Dead" is celebrated on the 1st and 2nd day of November. But as the saying goes "better late than never"... Celebrating the "Day of the Dead" far away from friends and family is something I haven't done before. But this doesn't stop me from observing the custom I was used to back home.

I decided to write this post today for the simple reason of coming to miss home, with all the preparations done for this peculiar day. It is a day of prayer, a day of offering flowers & treats, its a family day and more importantly, a day of remembrance, remembering the dearly departed ones who, in the fullness of their precious life has been part of who I am today. And this is what my post is all about the "Day of the Dead."

As I grow in years and looking back to those days. I can picture four significant people who are close to my heart and who has influenced me for the person I am now. My grandparents and my sweet little angel baby sister. I owe my life to them, that without them I wouldn't definitely be around. They taught me important lessons in life, that is to live life to the fullest, to dream for a better and healthier life, to look up to the future without forgetting the lessons of the past. And more importantly, I look up to them for strength and inspiration. They may not be around for me now, but I can surely feel their presence not only because its the "Day of the Dead" but because of the good and beautiful memories they have left behind. Death is not the final goodbye but rather a new frontier for a lasting and enduring relationship among the dearly departed and the living.