Saturday, March 9, 2013

Car Adventures: Ferndale Cemetery

I used to hate this place as a child.  It didn't help that I usually went with my grandmother who would point out her recently deceased friends to me.  The trip always ended in tears for me.  This time was better.  Though still melancholy, I walked through the entire park and left with a reinstated vigor for life.

View From The Top
Infant Death one of many

She's just Sleeping

Beautiful flowers planted on a grave

I'm really glad I decided to stop by the cemetery today. It helped to calm me down and put everything in a different perspective.  Yes, school and smarts are important but so is living.  I am alive and so many more are dead.  I better not waste it.

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