Day of the Dead 2018 was held November 2. It turned out to be a rather chilly Friday night and my first Dia de los Muertos in a few years. I had either been traveling or had a crazy next day work schedule that prevented me attending it. But this time I went with my girl Sherri and we had a beautiful time.
Each altar is such a personal testament that some require careful observation to fully understand the person. You might find jewelry, beer, photos of pets, food and musical albums. Some of my favorite altars are the community ones where everyone is invited to take part. This year Letters To Heaven gave participants the opportunity to write to their deceased loved ones. I love that the handle is up signaling the mail is ready to be picked up and delivered. I have a list of people I’d write letters to.
The White Buffalo was created to usher in a time of peace and harmony. Each day there is a new story of shootings, stabbings and murders so maybe peace will at least descend on Birmingham.
The common theme among all of the altars is the skeleton. Humans may have variety in our outward appearance but death will come to each of us and we will all look the same.
Did you attend Day of the Dead? Did you create an altar?