It was beautiful at the cemetery today. So serene. The pine trees stand so tall and ever so green. But the rest of the other trees are now changing colors. The wind comes and goes.. playfully sweeps the scattered leaves on the ground. And being there, is like being in a painting.
This is the painting that I would remember this day when we buried her. I believe that she is at peace now. Prayers have been said and still shall continue, perhaps forever.
Just like the rest of the ones whom we love and who have passed away, she will stay in our hearts. Though now physically settled on the ground, but indeed spiritually settled in heaven.
Imagine?
bebatuda
Bebatuda 