Thursday, August 12, 2021

Grave Matters

 The boys had a stake youth activity at a graveyard at the beginning of May to help with indexing work for gravesites to help people in their family history research. I enjoyed wandering around because I find graveyards to be peaceful places that are full of history as well as human longing and emotion. 

I thought this epitaph was very sweet and simple for this young woman who died at the age of 19: 
"We miss thee."

A pretty view of a nearby lake. Also, this grave kind of resembled a dollhouse to me.

"In my Father's house are many mansions."

A modern grave, surrounded by beautiful flowers.

It's kind of funny that my first post for May is about graves, because May was a really hard month. I mean, a REALLY hard month, in an emotionally devastating sort of a way, and for more reasons than one. Without a doubt I had the worst week of my whole life in May. It was awful. But I survived, and have experienced personal miracles as I've healed and recovered and gone on to thrive in my own way. The people from these graves may not have survived (okay, they died so they didn't), but hopefully they too have gone on to thrive in the next phase of their eternal existence.