Numbers and Letters

I went to the Lakeview, Roselawn and Tiger Flowers cemetery complex for this fieldtrip, and I stayed there for at least 40 minutes.

The experience at the cementary was way more then what I thought it was going to be. Wandering around in a respectful manner, looking at all the different dates and names and wondering what their stories were like gave me a since of peace that I didnt expect. It was so comfortable looking around and just letting my mind ponder on death for a while. Before I knew it I was already past the time required to be there because I was so caught up in the "field trip." I came across a tombstone that was flat on the ground and was a small square that only had the letter "C" on it. I don't know why it caught so much attention of mine, but I wonder what the story behind that persons life was. Either way, I would never know...which made me also think about the hundreds of people that would pass my tombstone wondering about my life;wondering what my story was. Attention would only being given because of a specific date on my tombstone or because of a similar name, or maybe just because of my cool tombstone. Just what I did to others graves, others would do to mine... take a look, read, think, and move on to the next. So many graves and so many stories that I couldnt even count yet I knew how they all ended. It really showed me that in all reality, my life is nothing and with complete humbleness I can't wait to just take my place in the dirt with my numbers and my letters.