The fortune of growing up as a Latina in America is that not only was I influenced by my ancestors cultures but I was influenced by other Latino cultures as well. My family didn’t make tacos or pupusas but my Mexican and Salvadorian friends did so I took little pieces of their cultures and they took little pieces of mine creating another breed of Latinos, American ones. The Day of the Dead is a Mexican holiday that celebrates and honors those who have passed. My mother did not believe in celebrating this day because in other Latino cultures, November 1st is known as the day for witchcraft/brujeria. It wasn’t until a friend of mine invited me over for Día de Muertos that I learned what the holiday really was. When I arrived to her house I saw bright marigolds everywhere, an alter with pictures from all of her guests lost loved ones, fruits, music, and lots of food because all Latino cultures like to eat. It was such a beautiful get together. The pictures served as great conversation starters and I got to know the other guests on another level. This event fed my soul.
My children wanted to celebrate Day of the Dead this year after watching Elena of Avalor and since we like to put our own personal spin on traditions, we chose a theme for Dia de Los Muertos and decided to celebrate reunited love. We have been putting together our own little altar using wedding pictures of our loved ones who have passed and reunited. The best part has been the interest of our personal family history that this sparked in my children. They have asked questions about every couple and I have enjoyed sharing my family’s love stories with them. These marriages are the root of my family. I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for their romance. Family comes down to one simple equation, one plus one equals a family and seeing the excitement that my children feel when we share my family’s love stories proves that love never dies.
What are the roots of your family?