In response to Charli Mills’ weekly 99-word Flash Fiction prompt: Day of the Dead
I can only hope I did this with enough reverence for this cultural tradition of celebration!
When we were little, most children prepared for trick or treating, while we built altars. Dear Angelitos were invited into our homes on October 31st. Bringing all spirit children together with earthly children.
The next day, All Saints Day, we were welcoming the spirits of all our adult family members. They celebrated with us joyfully for we were all together again.
We gathered at the cemetery on All Souls Day recognizing the connection of family and friends between those on earth and those in heaven.
In my world, there is no death. Only transitions. Because, I grew up, Mexican.
In response to Sue Vincent’s weekly #writephoto prompt of this week: Web
It was my suit of armor, the web of lies I wove. Couldn’t let them get to know the real me for then they would surely leave. I was a more interesting person with the lies. I felt powerful.
Shield yourself from the pain of rejection. Never allow them to walk away first. Don’t give them the power of thinking they have your number!
When I choose to, I can peel off the armor and free myself of the weight of it all. But who am I fooling? It’s just another lie I tell to make myself feel strong.
A river of tears
Flowing freely from within
Clears a path for joy
©2019 Annette Rochelle Aben
Your DAILY MESSAGE from Angels
LAUGHTER is a MAGICAL HEALER!
We love you
Too true, Angels!!!