Pastward travels — 4 Comments

  1. I never visit graves. My mother would disapprove she was sentimental about such things but I remember my lost loved ones as they were, in the garden, around the dinner table and through conversation. I can’t bring myself to visit those little grey stones in a cold lawn cemetary.

  2. Ian – that sounds like a day well-fulfilled!

    I’ve always been in two minds about how best to remember people. Like Baino, I don’t like graveyards but I think it’s important to have a place that marks one’s passing.

    When my brother died in the UK a few years ago, we brought his ashes back to Ireland and scattered them at sea in a place where he loved to sail. He had no offspring and now I feel that there is nothing/nowhere that marks his passage in time.

    By having an engraved headstone, it is a record for evermore that the person existed and it allows generations to come, an opportunity to remember their ancestors.

    Having said that, I’ve requested that my ashes will be scattered at a favourite spot in Connemara and I’ve chosen a concrete boulder as my headstone!

  3. I think we are attached to land and place; having somewhere to go is important.

    What I didn’t do yesterday was to visit my own grave. It’s in a churchyard looking over Dundrum Bay to Slieve Donard. I know I’m not there yet, but I won’t be there when I’m dead either.

  4. You’re right about land and place . . .just not a ‘plot’. You have a plot? Wow I thought I was organised. Nah back to fertilise the earth for me (I bet the kiddywinks bung me under a plaque that says “Bolshy Biatch” . . actually I’d probably have a giggle at that!

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