I discovered that my Great Uncle, whom I met a weekend or two before this trip, had placed his own marker to label his plot right next to his wife, who died the previous year. It's very weird to plan your resting place to me. I understand wanting to be near your loved ones, but the thought of no longer existing in this world is terrifying to me. I know I'll probably go through the same things he was, or my father had or my mother did, but I cant help my wish to live forever still.
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