Today is nationally one of the typical festivities of our nation where we remember all those who have gone before us in the way of the other life. While it is true that every day of the year we recordal as mothers but with the pressures of everyday life and job stress, family, school, etc is good to have this special day to visit the resting place for our Friends, family and / or acquaintances.
This tradition of remembering our dead comes from pre-Columbian times and, although the Catholic religion to try to remove native, survived to become part of our lives and the icon of the nation.
Personally, I like to visit the cemetery and take flowers to my grandmother and great-grandmother and leave a candle at the tomb of the parents, brothers and sisters of them to not be forgotten. It is very sad to see as many of them have deteriorated to be forgotten by their descendants, to the point of being in total ruin.
Many of those people not living or just knew I did but are retained in memory and photographs and I always talked about them and walked around wondering why I like to know who were those who made it possible for me to be here . Go
because this post in memory of all those who went ahead in the way of death, to which everyone, sooner or later we will have to follow.
My great-grandparents: Miguel Ortuño
Cárcamo (1912-1972)
Francisca Vazquez (1915-1985) Roberto
Salgado León (1900-1991)
Carlota Salgado Cota (1914-2008)
Napolión Albanez González (1860-1963)
Paula Ojeda Cruz (1889-1927)
Antonio Amador Estrada (1893-1945)
Manuela Romero Cota (1889 - 1958)
My grandmother, Maria del Carmen Amador
Romero (1927-1998)
My uncles Augustine
Albanez Ojeda (1908-2008) Napoleon
Albanez Ojeda (1927-2004)
Emilia Albanez Ojeda (1914-1999) Genevieve
Albanez Ojeda (1923-1989)
Albanez Ramón Ojeda (1904-1988) Hipólito
Albanez Ojeda (1925-2001)
Ramona Amador Romero (1922-2000) Amador
Constanza Romero (1925-2002)
My friend
Elvira Ojeda Pérez (1951-2009)
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