day at the cemetery Sunday evening 
Today I was with my daughter again in the cemetery, more precisely, the grave of my father. Rituals are important, especially for children. My daughter feels the death (still) as the real scandal. It is common that you die. I try to explain and explain to her that death is inevitable part of life. But she will not understand. I do not insist. Then she goes from one grave to another, reading the dates on the grave stones and each translated, how old the deceased person has become. At the same time I watch an old woman as she is trembling slightly, to a grave. I read on the grave stone: Arthur Flückiger, 1919-2007. Her husband, I think. He has grown old. It touches on several occasions the grave stone, stands before the grave and silent. Then they removed the old flowers, which she had probably taken a few days ago and grave decorated with fresh flowers. What do they think they may well feel? How long they knew each other, 50 years, 60 years? And now she is alone, for three years and regularly visits the grave of her late husband. Who will visit my grave some day?
Today I was with my daughter again in the cemetery, more precisely, the grave of my father. Rituals are important, especially for children. My daughter feels the death (still) as the real scandal. It is common that you die. I try to explain and explain to her that death is inevitable part of life. But she will not understand. I do not insist. Then she goes from one grave to another, reading the dates on the grave stones and each translated, how old the deceased person has become. At the same time I watch an old woman as she is trembling slightly, to a grave. I read on the grave stone: Arthur Flückiger, 1919-2007. Her husband, I think. He has grown old. It touches on several occasions the grave stone, stands before the grave and silent. Then they removed the old flowers, which she had probably taken a few days ago and grave decorated with fresh flowers. What do they think they may well feel? How long they knew each other, 50 years, 60 years? And now she is alone, for three years and regularly visits the grave of her late husband. Who will visit my grave some day? 
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