today is dia de los muertos, a day on which departed relatives are honored in the mexican culture. growing up in the central valley of california, my childhood was infused with mexican culture, so i am naturally drawn to celebrations such as this. plus, the color.
this weekend relatives are visiting. i have some anxiety about this. i don't have a particularly close family of origin. one person in my family with whom i felt particularly attuned to as a child was my grandma dee. i write about her often in this space. i imagine that she felt the same otherness in the family unit when she was with us.
today i am grateful for my grandma dee and her love of a simple quiet life that was curiously juxtaposed with her fierce apache spirit and the courage to be different.
