You may or may not know this, but today is Day of the Dead. The holiday is celebrated primarily in Mexico. Yesterday was the celebration for children who have passed, and today is the official day for adults. Hopefully I have that information correct. Feel free to point it out if I am mistaken. W
My teacher asked the class if anyone visited a deceased family member or friend at the cemetary in honor of Day of the Dead. The only person who raised their hand was a boy who was never kind to me. But when Senora R asked who he payed his respects to, he timidly replied his dad. It is hard to tell if anyone else felt it, too, but there was an immediate fall in the atmosphere, for clearly we all expected somewhere along the grandparents line. It was at that moment that I realized how some people deal with situations that surpass the frustrations I often complain about. Perhaps I will learn to have more sympathy for others in the world. As insignificant as the event sounds, it was an awakening for me. And what better way to share an awakening but to blog about it?
Wishing everyone a lovely week!