Graveyards...

I am trying to accept this is the state I live in.  Embrace it.  Find things you love about it.  Lets see...I am close to everything...well thats not the case considering I have to drive 15 minutes to get to a damn grocery store.  Okay, I have lots of friends and family...hmmm, wrong here too.  I not only have no friends, but my husband is staying out later and later every night...probably making friends (bastard).  Okay, there is something good...the food!  No wait, that isn’t possible considering every freaking restaurant is Italian and if I see another noodle or slice of pizza I might just take the pliers and pull my toenails off one by one.  Back to the positive...oh oh I know...I have learned my way around.  Nope, not that either because I CAN’T GO ANYWHERE WITHOUT MY MAGELLAN...not even to that damn grocery store!!!  Okay, this blog has taken a turn for the worse...

Back to the positive.  Something this state has that is wonderful...graveyards.  Recently I have decided to “take to” them.  Some of them are absolutely breathtaking.  I have taken pictures.  Check this one out

So pretty right?  This one is super old.  Many of the tombstones are simply large rocks with nothing written on them.  Look...

Here is another...

And another...

This one is my favorite...

Another Saint Mary's, this one is in Rhode Island...

See the picture above?  I want to know what you do to get a gravestone like that!  Just think of all the money thrown into that shrine, for a dead person!...or family!  Check out the one two above it...so many stories behind this!  Can you imagine, a mother, loosing her baby girl (only a year old), THEN just when you think it doesn't get worse, a few weeks later, she looses her 5 year old son.  Imagine the grief she went through.  She is left with two children.  One, dies only four years later.  Now she is left with only one son, who dies at the age of 22.  What was going on with this family?  How sad is that?!?  To have a gravestone that large, they must have had money, right?  Why couldn't the children be saved?  I wonder what disease robbed this woman of her children.  

Look at this odd graveyard...

So, I wonder what the rocks are for?  There were only 15 gravestones, but each of them had rocks spread across the top of them.  Is it the result of children playing in the graveyard, or does it mean something?  This one definitely left me stumped.  

I will close with this grave stone that I saw in the Saint Mary Cemetery (Rhode Island).

Laying tipped over in front of this stone was a single plant, that was dead.  I was going to move it before I took the picture, and decided I better not.  What a sad stone.  It was alone by itself.  It wasn't in the shadow of an oversized stone, and it wasn't camouflaged in with other stones it's size.  There it sat, alone.