Cemetery Field Trip.

Picture Proof.

This week with the cemetery field trip, and when I first had heard about it I did not find it all that weird. In a way I did, because going to a cemetery where I do not know the people buried there seemed quite odd to me. I don't find it odd to ponder or better yet read at a cemetery, because I have done it since I was able to drive. Okay, not daily, I don't want to sound weird or anything, but my Papa died when I was just ten and as soon as I was able to drive as much as I could in my busy lifestyle I would go by the cemetery where he was laid to rest and I read or I talk or I've written in my journal. It's kind of hard for me to admit that, because some people really don't understand how therapeutic it is for me, and how peaceful it feels for me to go there and sort of feel my Papa's spirit as if he is there with me. It took me awhile to actually admit to my parents where I was going randomly, and when they heard they looked at my in a weird way.. but I guess everyone is different. I guess it is just a way for me to feel some sort of connection with him even if he is passed away.

A cemetery is a very quite and peaceful place. It's so hard to even imagine how many people are buried under the ground you are walking over. I try not to walk over the graves because I feel that is disrespectful. I just sat by a tree and pondered for the time about life, and death. I then began reading the assigned reading and it kind of hit me hard. It is sad. I felt a different type of connection. It is as if I realized life is for the living.. but death is for the dead. Which seems pretty self explanatory, but as I sat there it's like I thought about how many people's graves probably don't get a visit from time to time. Or a flower for condolence placed by it... and then I began to think about life after death. It seemed as though for the first time in forever I actually was at a silent place where my thoughts could come to me one by one. It was kind of interesting to say the least. It was as if I saw a cemetery in a whole new light. Not as even though I didn't know anyone, that I found it creepy. I felt sadness, concern, and love for the deceased. I felt a lot of emotions, but I can say that I learned a lot from this experience.