Each season I visit this cemetery to record the quiet majesty of old stones and ancient trees. Today I was there with friends to bury someone so stalwart it is impossible to imagine she has left us. Next week we will have a new cemetery to visit and a beautiful young woman to comfort. She lost her father in the space of a moment. Maybe we all do. It’s just a matter of which moment we realize it.
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