Anonymous wrote:My MIL once told me that likes to hang out at cemeteries sometimes. She says it is peaceful, no one disturbs you, and you can sit there and cry for an hour and no one thinks that is weird and tries to cart you off to the loony bin. I think she mostly just does this after she and her DH get in a fight and she wants to get the heck out of the house for a while.
YES!!! Thank you!Anonymous wrote:Scattering ashes can be expensive and time consuming, seems romantic but its a pain.
Anonymous wrote:From a different perspective, I enjoy going for walks around cemeteries. I love seeing gravestones with pictures or sayings or even a sports team flag by them or something. I enjoy thinking about the lives these people led. I feel a sense of peace in the cemetery.
I clean up graves that appear to have been neglected. I can’t do this for everyone because there are so many. But personally I would hate it if once I’m gone, no one took care of my last remaining memorial (though I recognize one day everyone who knew me will also be dead and it’ll be an inevitable thing). So I weed the forgotten people and say a quick prayer for them that I hope they’re in a peaceful place and that someone on earth thought of them.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I usually don’t believe in this kind of thing but my sister visited a Medium. The Medium told her that our friend, who was murdered as a young adult is thankful that we visit her grave since her family doesn’t visit her grave. Sad.
For fifty dollars, I can come up with bullshit like this.
Anonymous wrote:My mom died 4 years ago, and each year I have visited her grave on her birthday, Mother's Day and Christmas. I have never felt a "connection" to her grave, and I feel silly when I start to talk to her. I have considered discontinuing the visits, as I fully realize she isn't there. Yet, I feel guilty about it, as if I would be abandoing her.
How have those who have lost a loved one dealt with grave visits?
Anonymous wrote:Just more reasons here to affirm my wish to be cremated and my ashes scattered over my favorite upstate NY lake.