I never loved Halloween all that much – it always felt like something that was between Thanksgiving and my Christmas tree.
Then we moved into this neighbourhood 13 years ago, and my family and I started getting together to celebrate and eat creepy treats. And I made friends with fellow geeks who enjoyed cosplay, and suddenly, all at once Halloween became a tradition. Something fun that we all looked forward to. Not just for candy but because we would hang out and laugh and wear funny costumes. We carve pumpkins and hand out candy to kids regardless of their age!
And this year, my political pumpkin is the handprint and feather honouring the millions of murdered and missing indigenous girls and women in North America, and specifically in BC along the infamous Highway of Tears.
Happy Halloween 2021!