This afternoon, we celebrated as a family and said our prayers and told stories about our deceased loved ones. Setting up the altar took longer than the prayer because the kids have a short attention span, but it was fun to work on setting up with my son, Antonio.
This morning, I helped out with the H.W.C. Pride Alliance altar, honoring the victims of the Orlando night club massacre. As Dia de Muertos should be a celebration of life, I told students today that massacres like these should never, ever happen.
Now, we are off to Mass to celebrate All Soul's Day. I am actually pretty tuckered out and hope to get my third wind. Must be the tequila I had with my Uncle Toño (metaphorically, of course).
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