a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing

Thursday, January 21, 2016

Too Many Stones

have been gathered to place on the headstones of those we've lost.  I've heard it's a Jewish tradition. I'm not Jewish but I bring stones that make me think of you.  If I brought every stone as I thought of you there would only be a mountain where you lay deep inside no longer with the living but always in my heart.


18 comments:

Buttons Thoughts said...

I like this one:) True here too. Hug B

eileeninmd said...

Hello, lovely words and post. Happy Thursday, enjoy your day!

Sandra said...

perfect and i like it. i have seen them lay a stone on a grave in movies..

Lynne said...

Oh my . . .
Gail's Best . . .

TexWisGirl said...

awww.

Delores said...

Very touching. Every time we drive through the Jewish section of the cemetery I see those stones and think of the folks who visited and left a trace of themselves.

Sumana Roy said...

love the emotion expressed here...

Susan said...

That's a whole lot of Love! And so we build mountains and monuments. Thank you!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Oh yes! A mountain of memory. How I lovethis!

Mary said...

So much thought in your write! A mountain of memories indeed.

Gazal Bharadwaj said...

fell in love with that last line

James Toma said...

wonderful thoughts. I can feel your passion for it. nicely done.

Sketching with Dogs said...

What a lovely thought.
Lynne x

Jacquelineand.... said...

Sweet and poignant...

LindaG said...

Very dramatic, Gail.

Sanaa Rizvi said...

Beautifully written :)

McGuffy Ann Morris said...

Indeed. The best way to honour is to never forget.

Karen S. said...

Funny that you mention stones on graves. A couple years ago, I made a heart shape out of stones on our dog Lady's grave. Just because, she is/was our beloved pup.

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