I am going to try a new "blogging" style. I am going to blog like I am famous. Blog like I am P Dubb. Martha Stewart style with some F bombs mixed in.. Just kidding I wont drop any F Bombs. ( I am trying to work on my potty mouth) Its a muther f'n process let me tell ya!!
So today I went and had coffee with a friend and then went and drove around a Cemetary
http://www.fairmountmemorial.com/. This one to be exact. I dont know if I ever blogged about it or told any of you about it ( remember I am pretending there is someone reading this ) I have always had this weird recurring dream. It is hard to explain the feeling or impression or smells..I am weird yes I smelled in my dream anyway.. In my dream I am walking around a cemetary that is basically built into a hill. Well in this dream there are white walls, cold heavy feelings. When my parents were here I found this place. I have been there in my dreams, remember before I moved here to this great state I had only visited once... Never to this Cemetary though. I wanted to cry and felt VERY heavy and cold and strange.... I wouldnt go back alone..(Remember again that I have emballmed people, heald human remains in my hand,buried people,cremated people. Been alone with Many a dead) and Never been scared or had any weird feelings. This is not the case of the Mausoleum. When I went for the first time, I am TOTALLY weirded out. I have strange pictures of Orbs and other weird things. Again I wont go alone.
Today I took my friend K.I am SO GLAD she went with me.I took mike and he wasnt feeling it. Well I told K it is a beautiful place but I am not comfortable going there alone anymore. So She went.. She got it, the opressing hard and heavy feeling. When I go there it is obviously a sad place. But this opression is something I have never felt before. Heavy and burdening.Beautiful and absolutley frightening.Black and White. There is so much sadness and also so much happiness there it is amazing.
Then I took her for a drive through the upper/older part of the one across the street. I cant wait for a warmer day when we can walk around. It was 28 today.. cold cold cold.
This Peom Comes to me, I did not write it, I am not sure who did.. But I love it
Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away to the next room.
Whatever we were to each other we still are. Call me by my old familiar names. Speak to me in the same easy way you always have. Laugh as we always have. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile , think of me. Pray for me.
Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it always was. There is absolute unbroken continuity, Why should I be out of your mind, because I am out of your site?
I am but waiting for you, for an intervval, somewhere very near,just around the corner.
All is well. Nothing is passed. Nothing has been lost.One day it will be as it was before, only better. Infinately happy, we will be one, together forever... .. . .