Jenny Helbraun Abramson
Fine Art
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Meditation on Remembrance

Three years after losing my husband, I convinced our daughter to visit San Miguel de Allende with me during the annual Day of the Dead observances, so we could consider making this tradition part of our own remembrance. On entering this cemetery, the first section is where the wealthy families of San Miguel tend, in some cases extravagantly, to the gravesites of their departed ones. Wandering down the hill toward the back of the cemetery, people with fewer means tend the burial plots of their beloved dead, with hand written expressions of tenderness. At the bottom of the hill, the graves are in various states of disarray. Simply walking through this cemetery became, for me, a meditation on those no longer with us, those who are no longer remembered, and those who perhaps were never known. It brought home that each of us has our own suffering, and none of us can avoid it.

A Meditation On Remembrance - Day Of The Dead

Three years after losing my husband, I convinced our daughter to visit San Miguel de Allende with me during the annual Day of the Dead observances, so we could consider making this tradition part of our own remembrance. On entering this cemetery, the first section is where the wealthy families of San Miguel tend, in some cases extravagantly, to the gravesites of their departed ones. Wandering down the hill toward the back of the cemetery, people with fewer means tend the burial plots of their beloved dead, with hand written expressions of tenderness. At the bottom of the hill, the graves are in various states of disarray. Simply walking through this cemetery became, for me, a meditation on those no longer with us, those who are no longer remembered, and those who perhaps were never known. It brought home that each of us has our own suffering, and none of us can avoid it.