Weekly Photo Challenge: Comfort

St. John's Cemetery, San Mateo

My daughter asked me yesterday, “Why do you like cemeteries so much?”

“Because I find them comforting” is what I should have said.  When I go to a graveyard, the world falls away.  Worries fade.  I understand that all things pass away, even stone.  Even memory.  What is important is how we treat each other now.  That we are kind.  That we are as generous as possible.  That we care for each other and take care of one another, without being asked, for no other reason than because we want to do what’s right.  Life is short and death is long and even graveyards crumble to dust — but love can make angels of us all, if we let it.