Weigh-In Wednesday #31:  145.8   (Woohoo!)

Last night was a surreal and magical evening.  A few days ago we found out that a beloved relative passed away, who was like a second mother to my dad.  Her memorial service was yesterday evening at 6 and I attended with my immediate family.  It’s been awhile since I’ve been to a funeral (knock on wood), and it’s always a strange experience.  What really happens to us after we die?  I hope that question isn’t offensive to anyone and their religious beliefs, because it isn’t meant to be.  My relative was a courageous woman living long enough to see three of her children pass away, as well as her husband.  How does someone keep going when having lost so much?  Her closest family & friends say she always kept a smile on her face and talked about the day when she would be reunited with them in heaven.  It makes my soul happy to know that she is with all of them right now.  I hope we are all reunited with our loved ones on the other side once this life is over.

Yesterday also just so happened to be Day of the Dead (Día de los Muertos), an Hispanic celebration where gatherings of people pray for and remember their loved ones who have passed.  After the memorial service for my family member, I headed downtown to meet my husband Mike for the Day of the Dead at the Bare Hands Gallery.  It is one of my favorite events in Birmingham.  Everywhere you look there are candles, lights, shrines and art installations all dedicated to loved ones passed.  A lot of the people who attend also dress up in costume in honor of the dead.  The whole thing is just breathtaking.  We topped of the evening off by eating some Mexican food for dinner with David & Vero. 🙂