Reason

In preparing the ofrenda (altar) this year for El Dia de Los Muertos, I was searching for old photos stacked in shoe boxes buried in my closet, and came across these hidden gems. Looking at these two photos, I remember this so vividly now. And it brought me back to this happy place of my childhood. I'm not certain who took these photos of my Godmother, her daughter, and myself, but I appreciate whomever did because they captured a moment in time, and preserved a piece of my history.

This is why I take photos.