@debmd_ has a thing for cemeteries and somehow she got me into it as well. So now when I visit a new city if I have enough time I take a trip to the cemetery. Only slightly creepy 😂😂😂 but I mean we all end up there anyway 🤷🏾♀️ During my month long trip in Europe I avoided cemeteries like a plague and instead sought out churches. See the last time I was at a cemetery I was laying my beloved cousin to rest and in the months that passed I spent so much time replaying that day in my head over and over again. I couldn't bring myself to step into another cemetery.
On my last day in Croatia I finally faced my fears and went to Mirogoj Cemetery. This cemetery park is the final resting place for people of all religious backgrounds. There is something about walking through a place that has so much history that amazes me. The day I visited also happened to be a religious holiday in Zagreb so there were a lot of families visiting grave sites, cleaning up, putting flowers and just spending time with their loved ones.
I knew the trip was going to be emotional for me, but it was also something I had to do. One of the last conversations I had with my cousin was helping him figure out places he wanted to take his wife to visit. After a month of traveling I had visited some of those very places.
So I walked through the cemetery, I read messages engraved on tombstones. I saw grave sites for entire families, for brothers and sisters, for husbands, for wives for children. I cried and prayed and cried some more. 2 hours later I walked away from there and knew that my life had taken on a new meaning.
I still don't know what the rest of my life holds and how long I'll be here for. What I do know is the time I am given is precious, the people in my life are priceless, and If I can make half the impact on others as my cousin did in his life then I would have lived a fulfilled life.