Wandering Among the Tombstones Again

We each get one tombstone, with limited words.

I cringed at  one where a whole family was buried together, with each facet of a huge tower graced by a summary statement such as “Beloved husband, many friends,” or “Statesman, Architect.”

And one of the women was remembered this way: “She did what she could.”  OUCH!

I’m not sure it was much better that a male relative, on the same panel, was simply memorialized with “Behold where they laid him.”  Was it a much-awaited relief?

The rocks cry out.  Stories are told.  If you’re quiet, you can almost eavesdrop.

Advertisements

~ by Cary on June 26, 2008.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

 
%d bloggers like this: