August 21 With so much love around me, I can't be sad anymore. A Saturday afternoon in the cemetery. A coming and going of people who pass the time here. Some in conversation with the deceased to relive memories together, to tell what it is like and how their life goes on without the other. For others an afternoon under the sun to take care of the plants and to remove the weeds and to spend silently at their graves. The grave is beautiful again. It confuses me, because I only expect sadness and grief, but that is not what I feel and see. I enjoy the flowers and the plants. The sunflowers are meters high on the edges. Some plants have almost finished flowering and are hanging their heads. I think that would fit in a graveyard. Another sunflower raises her head firmly as if to say 'Look at me, I love life and am proud of it. I'm going to feel guilty. Why do I feel good and happy, I see only joy and love.All that loss &should be sad. I walk on. For the first time I am going to read the grave texts carefully. "Infinitely far away but so close." "The joy you brought into our lives will always remain that way." No one lives for himself." "In grateful memory." "In loving memory". "What remains is love." "Love is stronger than death." "In love forever together". How loved you were." With so much love I can't be sad anymore
