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My parents never celebrated Dia de los Muertos and I had never heard of it until I was an adult. Now, it’s something that my family and I celebrate together. Once again this year, I’ll go into my son’s elementary school classroom to talk about the history of the holiday and share a bit of our culture.
It’s my absolute favorite thing to do at the school. We’ll make cookies to eat and sugar skulls for kids to decorate and take home.
But first, I’ll talk to them about what the holiday means and why it’s special. Dia de los Muertos is celebrated in Mexico and other areas of Latin America and more and more in the U.S. It begins in the early morning hours of November 1st when it’s believed that the dead rise and reunite with their loved ones. It’s a huge celebration of those you love who have passed that ends on November 2nd. Families create altars decorated with pictures, food, instruments and sentimental treasures.
My mom visited us recently and she mentioned that Dia de los Muertos wasn’t a thing way back when in Tucson where she lives and where I grew up and went to college. We’ve never really talked about the holiday or about death at all until recently. My parents are getting older and I don’t want to think about it, but it’s important to be prepared. Actually, we’ve talked about death often, just not preparing for it.
Dia de los Muertos is a big celebration and one that Rose Hills Memorial Park & Cemetery has celebrated in the past. It’s a time to think about loved ones who have passed away, but it’s also a time to think about planning for the future. (Rose Hills will not be hosting a Dia de los Muertos event this year because of construction on the property.)
It can be an uncomfortable conversation, but an important one. Rose Hills offers these tips for families to get the conversation started. Rose Hills has programs to help people prepare for themselves and loved ones. For more information, watch the video below or visit its website.
This post is part of a sponsored campaign with Rose Hills Memorial Park and Cemetery. All opinions are my own.