Family graveyard.

No need to comment, just my diary.
My mother has an Alzeimer for 5 years now, her memory has slowly and inexorably faded away, she can’t tell what happened 5 minutes ago but still remember what happened when she was a young woman.
Conversations are hard, so today I’ve decided to go to the cemetery of our village where she spent the last 50 years after her wedding with my father, trying to make her talk about my grand parents or cousins...
My mother is born in Paris where she spent her first 22years of life then came to south of France to marry my father.
This was not sad, she managed to say , unintentionally, very funny things, and was able to remember some people.
And I like going to cemetery, don’t know why.

[Mags]

A very lovely shot and thing to do with your mom. Cemeteries can be a comfort to the living. My grandmother thought so anyhow. =)

[Corinne]

@marlboromaam and lately it was our “Fête de la Toussaint” ( our “día de los muertos” ) so the graveyards were full of flowers, very nice and in a certain sense joyful because of all the colors.

[hunterjuly]

When I was a kid, my house was across the street from a cemetary. We used to play there. This picture is beautiful and peaceful.

[Kathy A]

I like cemeteries too. This one is lovely

[aikiuser (jenn)]

I've no desire to be buried, but I do love cemeteries. A nice series!

[Nina Ganci]

very beautifully maintained. great lighting

[BeckyJo]

Lovely photo, the back story pulls on my heartstrings.

[Corinne]

@beckyk365 thanks a lot, I didn’t want to be pathetic Beckyjo, it’s just life and its sad moments sometimes , but I’m not a sad woman : I have had a wonderful life surrounded by great people ;)