Cairistiona

By Cairistiona1

Thunderstorm in life.

Taken on the road back up from Prestwick.

My aunt died a few month's back and dad had organised a wee ceremony to commemorate. Unfortunately we didn't make it for the internment. I would not have believed that there were so many graveyards in the area. Not 1, not 2, not 3, but eventually got there on the 4th try. Everyone was leaving but dad and my youngest sister went with me to the grave where my grandparents, my uncles and now my aunt are buried.

Family events like this are odd. They are tinged with a dark sadness, but there are also a lot of happy memories when we remember the highlights too. Lots of contrasting emotion - a bit like a thunderstorm in life.

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