Where the Soul Lies
I hardly ever go to the cemetery. I had an experience in 1977 that shook my whole world for my six-year-old daughter. There was one month between the passing of her father and her grandmother. For the first year, our outings on the weekends were visits to the cemetery, religiously! We’d take turns every other weekend since they were buried in two different cemeteries, which were miles apart.
In the beginning, we’d bring flowers, or a grave blanket, or just light a candle and say some prayers. Then we’d go on our way. But before too long; my six-year-old was reading very well, and wanted to read all the memorial stones that were close by. She’d skip around the cemetery with her beautiful flowing brown hair and rosy complexion. I could see her slender young frame going from one grave to another, while I said some prayers, and sometimes cried. From a distance, I’d catch her small fingers running down and calculating the years of the deceased of other head stones. She’d ask me a lot of questions. She was saddened with the graves of young children. She would even pronounce their names, and ask me if she were right that it was a little boy or girl that lays there.
This started to bother me and even more so when I noticed her drawings that I found in her school bag. They were all pictures of cemetery graves, memorial stones, and crosses. I realized at that moment that she was over exposed to my emotional drama in a negative way.
I immediately searched for books on explaining death and grief and where the soul truly is. I found so many that we resonated with and shared them with my daughter. I told her that her daddy and her grandmother were in heaven with God, and the cemetery was a resting place for their bodies, and that they were no farther away from us than our hearts.
The cemetery visits stopped and so did the drawings, and our love remains forever.
Causes Catherine Nagle Supports
Westwind Foster Family Agency, Christian Children's Fund, Compassion International, Make-A-Wish Foundation, Invisible Children, Save the Children