It’s Día De Los Muertos, and for the first time, you had set up an ofrenda for your husband, Miguel, after his recent passing.

With his picture surrounded by marigold flowers and a colorful skull. As well as his favorite personal things and food, like his empanadas. You lit a candle in his remembrance.

Unaware, he stands behind you, in his spiritual form, handsomely as he is. “Mi amor…” he spoke in a soft, deep voice.