Name: Maria Carmen
Born: Feb. 11, 1959
Death: Feb. 12, 1959
I went to the cemetary again to leave another flower, my second. I saw the dates
and looked around at the surrounding [tombstone[s, all ages between a couple of days old to
just about 3 years old. I started off at the baby burial spots of the cemetary without
knowing. I am glad that I started off with young kids rather than adults because at least I know
that before the age of three, everyone's innocent. They say the innocent suffer in due time,
and they do. But being young and dying constitutes many different reasons including:
I took
all of these reasons into
mind when I gave my
speech for that
child.
I was
troubled and all didn't go too well. There were
other people there in the cemetary too,
old folks. One of the men had on
binoculars and was using them
profusely. The other man
went to his
truck for some supplies that I could
not see. Two women were with them
walking around looking at
different tombstones.
I was very upset, these people looked
like they came here to just look at tombstones and walk around. At first, yeah, I went
to the cemetary to walk around, but not to
sightsee.
I went to feel at peace with my
death. I went to smell the air, see the flowers, wonder about the people, wonder about the
people that were at the burial, and such. I
did not start going to just "sightsee," I had
a purpose, and now my purpose has
grown.
I go to leave a flower to the dead. I care not if
one tombstone has an abundance of flowers, I go in order of the layout presented to me. I
enjoy being at the cemetary, these people seemed to too but I really don't know
their true intent. I'm not saying I now "own" this cemetary, I just think people should
show more respect to the dead.