I walked into the library yesterday and stopped in my tracks because the library was filled with tiny costumed kids – babies in arms, toddlers, some “older” 3- and 4-year-olds. All were so cute my ovaries vibrated. Little bees and a rooster who could barely walk because his plush comb upset his sense of balance. Fairy wings. Butterfly wings. Round baby faces with feelers on headbands. It was too cute for school.
I know Halloween is coming and is almost here. We have our orange lights on the porch even though Len was deeply disappointed when we got them up to discover six out of fifteen lights are burned out. I hung the thrifted witch at the front door, set out the light-up pumpkin. Decorating done.
Tomorrow we’re going to our son’s house to pass out treats to their trick or treaters while he and our daughter-in-law walk their kids around. I’m so excited that I bought four unrelated costume items at St. Vincent’s. One of us can wear a chicken headband with a fox tail and the other can wear two novelty hats at once. I already tried the Minnie Mouse hat and it’s so heavy it slips forward down to my glasses. I was never very good at costumes.
Halloween is a not a near-to-my-heart holiday. I love my kids and grands, that keeps us about as festive as we get.
But I do like to honor these holidays that grew out of our human wondering. We pondered our short lives. We worried about violence and disease and loss. We tried to gather the courage to love people whom we could lose so quickly in such trite or horrible ways.
Halloween, more than most, is a holiday that dares to taunt fate.
So tomorrow curse what is lost in your life. Lay a sticky trap to confound the fairies that twisted your happiness. Put peanut butter on a heavy dish outside your backdoor and see if you can catch the footprints of night thieves.
Then look around at what you still have. Give candy to anyone you meet who will take it. Eat some yourself and be glad you’ve made it this far through this complicated year. Who knows what next week will bring.
Halloween is for kids. Halloween is also for anyone who knows about tricks and loss and shaking your fist at fear with gumdrops and sugar and a weird hat.

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Halloween
I always have candy/chips for trick or treaters of all ages. Some people without any costume are desperate for any sustenance, even bad sustenance, they can find. Some people are still young at heart. Share your bounty with everyone.
In reply to Halloween by Larry Schwarberg
Yup!
Yup!
Alas, we have no trick or…
Alas, we have no trick or treaters where we live. Lots of fun memories taking the kids up to Hanna. Eat some chocolate for me, tomorrow night!
In reply to Alas, we have no trick or… by Karen P
Will do!
Will do!
I always loved Halloween
I liked the flimsy plastic masks and long (probably flammable) costumes. The costumes were supposed to give you power, to scare people. They never did, but it was Halloween, and sometimes the grownups acted frightened. Cool. By the way, I respect that you obscured the kids’ faces in the library picture.
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