Photo Taken by Me, Spring 2008
I went to a funeral today. There is really nothing more emotionally draining than the death of a loved one. Today, I said goodbye to a man who it seemed yesterday made sure I said goodbye to my own father when he died over fifteen years ago. Someone who was a big brother to my mother, an only child.
I greatly dislike funerals. But I love cemetaries. Funerals have this air of heart-wrenching anguish. There's an immediacy to it. Cemetaries have a peaceful sadness. A softer melancholy. The difference between funeral and cemetary is nothing more than time. Time turns heart-wrenching anguish into peaceful melancholy.