06/19/2026
When we were growing up, nobody explained the tradition to us.
We simply lived it.
Every November 1, we visited loved ones. We brought food. We prayed. We shared stories. We remembered together.
And one day, without anyone telling us to, it became part of who we are.
But when many of us came to Canada, things changed.
Our families were no longer in one place. Some loved ones remained in the Philippines. Others were buried here. Some had no grave for us to visit at all.
So we adapted the tradition.
That is how the letters began.
If we couldn't visit them, we could still write to them.
That is why we gather every June.
Not only to remember those at Jasmine Plaza, but to remember anyone we love, wherever they may be.
Over the years, something beautiful happened.
We stopped gathering only as individual families.
We became a community.
Today, when someone visits Jasmine Plaza, they don't only pray for their own parents, grandparents, Titas, or Titos.
They pray for everyone.
Because every June, we gather as one family.
And that is what we hope the next generation will experience too.
Not a responsibility.
An experience.
Not because we tell them they must continue the tradition.
But because one day, it will simply feel natural.
Just as it did for us. π
Javier
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