I am not sure when it all started but about 10 years ago, I became obsessed with the idea that my husband and I needed to buy our burial plots. Immediately. I started looking for the perfect Retirement Home for us. I went alone because at the age of 30, he thought I was
nuts being a bit premature.
I started thinking about the comfort of the people left behind after I die and thought that people would be much more comfortable in a Mausoleum than outside, especially in the winter (because OF COURSE oodles of people will want to visit me after I die). I started pricing the Filing Cabinet Drawers as I like to call them.
The drawers go all the way up to the ceiling. The ones at the top are the least expensive. The ones at the floor are the second least expensive and the ones at eye level are most expensive. I had to laugh at the idea that the eye level drawers were considered “Prime Real Estate” but I was not laughing at all at the prices. If I wanted to buy one at that time, it would have to be the one at the ceiling. My family would have to bring scaffolding if they wanted to sit with me.
I decided to consider the outdoor plots. My entire family (just about) had been buried at Holy Sepulchre. It really is a beautiful cemetery but I decided to look at White Haven as well. White Haven is a bit different. They do not allow any raised markers (tomb stones) nor do they allow any planting of flowers or other “lawn trash.” The whole place looks like a park instead of a cemetery. They even call it a “Memorial Park” rather than a cemetery.
I got such a calm feeling being there and I thought “THIS is it!”
Then in 2006, my mother died. She was just shy of 64. She was buried in the ground at Holy Sepulchre.
I decided that I wanted to spend the following Mother’s Day with my mom. I packed some flowers and gardening tools, a lunch, a blanket, a book, a journal, and a blanket. The weather was beautiful.
I arrived at about 10am. I planted some flowers, sat on the blanket and read my book, wrote a letter to Mom in my journal and just took everything in. It was so peaceful and I felt closer to my mom than I had in a long time. Then I lied on the blanket and took a nap.
I woke up to some guy yelling, “THAT ONE JUST MOVED!!!” I sat up and he was staring at me. He yelled, “Oh my God! You scared the shit out of me! I thought you was dead!!!!” I laughed hysterically and yelled back, “What did you think? They just forgot to bury me or that I am a zombie?!”
Mom and I certainly enjoyed the laugh at the poor guy’s expense!
It was then and there that I decided that a ground plot where people are allowed to plant flowers was the place for me. Because my mom was in the ground in a place where gardening is allowed, I got to spend 8 hours just hanging out with her in the gorgeous weather, playing pranks on the other visitors! I don’t want to rob my kids of the opportunity to scare the ever-loving shit out of someone like that when I die!!
This post is for The 30 Days of Writing Challenge hosted by We Work For Cheese. Today’s prompt is “Hanging out in the cemetery.”
This week’s writing prompt from Mama Kat is to share a picture that you think captures Spring for your family this year.
Spring. Just thinking about that word used to cause me to “ahhhhhhh.” You know, back when I didn’t have Lupus and the sun wasn’t my kryptonite.
Now when I think of spring and my seven gardens that I am too decrepit to care for, images like this come to mind.
However, I can get a
I am feeling springier already!!! And since I now have this song in my head, you can too. You are welcome!
What images come to YOUR mind when you think of spring? Please tell me that they are at least half as depressing as mine!!
I LOVE gardening. I LOVE that I have 7 gardens in my yard and room for so much more. And I HATE that I have a disease that makes me have to avoid the sun and makes me too exhausted to pick up a shovel or pull a weed.
My gardens were beautiful at one time. Over the past two years, I haven’t been able to take care of them and seeing this everyday made me really upset about the condition of my body and my yard. This is what my front garden looked like last year.
This year, I decided that SOMETHING had to be done. I couldn’t let another year go by with my yard looking like this. I was ready to take a gasoline can and a match to it all!
Instead of blowing the garden (and quite possibly the house) up, I decided to pull ALL the roots I could find out of the garden. I wanted a clean slate.
Unfortunately, the top-soil I ordered WAS LOADED WITH ROOTS!!! I don’t think I need to say how pissed I will be when new kinds of weeds and ground cover starts to sprout! I put garden carpet/weed block on top of the dirt hoping that helps. If I could have used cement, I would have!
I am so happy with the garden now. I really hope I can keep it up!! It was a lot of work and my body is shot. I will need about a week of rest to recover but it was soooo worth it!!