I’ve never been particularly excited about Halloween. Although we did celebrate it in my family growing up, for those times when we lived in the United States as immigrants, it was mostly because all the other kids did it — and during those times when we were living in Trinidad, we had many American neighbours who insisted on trick-or-treating. So while it’s certainly a fun time, the event never had the sort of visceral anticipation for me that I expect it has for most people whose childhood required all the ghostly and gobliny festivities (and attendant overeating of candy) that the celebration requires.
Nowadays, of course, I live in the United States and my English husband and I are raising an American child, so trust me when I tell you that October 31st is one of my daughter’s most favourite nights of the year. Luckily, we live in a neighbourhood where most of the families agree, using the evening as an excuse to have a mini block party before the kids start hitting up all the houses for sugary loot. As a result, the festivities are growing on me. It has become an evening of inter-familial camaraderie, and a reminder that the year is slowly coming to a very sweet end. And for this, and so much more, I am very grateful.
Here’s what our week looked like, and what I loved:
Hope you had a wonderful week, friends. Tell me what was awesome about it.