memorializing.
Memorial Day weekend has marked some big moments in my life. I moved to my own beloved house on Memorial Day 11 years ago. (Shortly before the housing market skyrocketed!) 10 years ago, over Memorial Day weekend, I shot the pilot episode of the series that to this day remains the biggest creative project I've undertaken. And 5 years ago, in my home country where this isn't a holiday, one of the most important people in my life would be taking her last breaths. Rosy's unexpected departure is still somehow an open wound. Maybe because I was unable to return to take care of her remains according to her wishes, and pack up her things and collect all the mementos she had of our lives together -- because although I was her only family left, the state couldn't recognize us as such. Haydée, Rosy and I were an unconventional family trio. Haydée had the official title of being my "fake grandma", although she was actually the only grandma I grew up with, and she...