Every now and then I come across a memorial which is either intentionally or…
Did the Universe put me face to face with a message I needed to see? Or was it a coincidence?
Sometimes a cemetery rubs me the wrong way. Perhaps a future visit will lift my spirits…
In death, as in life, protected lambs fare the best.
I won’t be able to visit very many of my own relatives in cemeteries. Maybe that’s okay.