Let me begin by saying that there is no Hispanic heritage in my family line, so to any of my readers that are, an apology in advance for co-opting your celebration.
I know that this celebration is older than Christianity, having been celebrated for over 3000 years before the Spanish came to "the new world" and tried to stamp it out as pagan.
There's something that just feels right to spend at least one day a year remembering and being thankful for those that came before you.
While I believe that we each bring our own personality with us when we are born, we are influenced by the family we are born into as well.
So today, on the day that is now celebrated as All Saints Day, I am grateful for the ancestors that came before, and grateful to have even something so ephemeral as a tattered photo that gives me a tiny glimpse of who these people were.
May you also remember today those that are the reason you are here.