I've always liked the concept of Day of the Dead. The thought that you keep the memory of your loved ones alive by honoring them at least part of the year. I feel so invisible while I'm alive, I can't even imagine anyone remembering me when I've died. This is not part of my usual pity party. It is just acknowleging reality.
I am an introvert and generally cringe at attention. So it is my own fault. Though being a writer, I did at one time want to be published and famous for my words and creations. Writing this blog is as close as I've ever come to being published. Now I create absurd t-shirt designs that are as successful as my blog.
But I have worked diligently on not caring. I create for myself more than anything else. I will never be famous. And I will never be remembered. It's okay. Those things no longer matter.
On an entirely unrelated topic, I am going in for dental surgery tomorrow to have a tooth that broke off in 2020, removed. It was a tooth that had had a root canal so it doesn't bother me. Since it happened during the pandemic, I put off having it dealt with until now. I bring this up because they took this amazing x-ray that seems fitting for Day of the Dead.
It also reminds me of the Terminator. I particularly like that it shows my jaw, but no double chin. I may be invisible and an introvert, but I am still vain.
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