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.
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18 comments:
I like this one:) True here too. Hug B
Hello, lovely words and post. Happy Thursday, enjoy your day!
perfect and i like it. i have seen them lay a stone on a grave in movies..
Oh my . . .
Gail's Best . . .
awww.
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.
love the emotion expressed here...
That's a whole lot of Love! And so we build mountains and monuments. Thank you!
Oh yes! A mountain of memory. How I lovethis!
So much thought in your write! A mountain of memories indeed.
fell in love with that last line
wonderful thoughts. I can feel your passion for it. nicely done.
What a lovely thought.
Lynne x
Sweet and poignant...
Very dramatic, Gail.
Beautifully written :)
Indeed. The best way to honour is to never forget.
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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