I, Debbie, learned this habit as a small child in New Jersey. My mom on a Saturday morning, once a month, would take me for a ride to the local cemetery. I can recall cleaning off the headstone and gravesite. I remember helping my mom plant fresh flowers, watering them and hoping that they would last until the next visit. My mom would always finish with a prayer and a short story about who these loved ones were and what they did for our family. Growing up, I always remembered this practice and realized, as I matured, how incredibly honoring this was to those who have passed on.
On Tuesday’s Take 2 with Jerry and Debbie, we are asking if you regularly visit the burial sites of those you have known and loved. Do you find it comforting? Does it make you come to grips with your own mortality? Have you ever had a profound experience at a cemetery? Maybe you are new to all this and cemeteries make you uncomfortable. If so, share why that is and let’s see if we can come to a better understanding of this fine practice.
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Below is Jerry’s sister’s grave at a cemetery in Seattle.