This is a love story. In our country we really don't have a ceremony to honor our ancestors. Today's a day in other countries where they honor the dead. Those who have crossed over the veil. I love and miss my family who are in Heaven, but I rejoice in the love, teachings and blessings that they have left me. I wouldn't be me if it wasn't for them. They live in the faces and actions of my children so I get to experience their energy everyday. So today I celebrate them because if they didn't have the courage to love I wouldn't be here.
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