I Was Buried Today

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I was buried today in a beautiful place. I didn’t even know it for 24+ hours—I saw the post, liked it. It was a beautiful picture.  

I didn’t see the post again for 24 hours and then realized she was kind enough to bury me.   

She chose an incredibly beautiful place, a seashore full of beautiful rocks and on a day with an incredible sky. 

She was an old friend I hadn’t talked to in years.  But, she was kind enough to help in my burial.

Not the first time, and it’s not going to be the last. 

It doesn’t matter your religion, lack of belief, or whether you are on the far right or the far left.

A lot of us here in the middle are getting buried.  

I haven’t fit into a square box for most of my life.  I don’t want to fit in a box.  I don’t want to be the “norm” Can’t I be me? 

For the first few hours, it came as a shock to me.  I pride myself on having unconditional love.  I love everyone regardless of their political opinions, religious opinions, or lack of religious views. 

I have nothing to convert anyone to, and I’m thankful that I live in a country where everyone can have their own opinion.   

But I think that might be ending.  

So, I’m happy my old friend found a beautiful place to bury me.  

Back Story –

This was written in 2015.  One of the best parts of growing older is not ruminating over the destiny of others.   

Cancel culture was not a part of our vocabulary in 2015.  But that is what happened here. 

This is not the photo originally use.  I found this and it looked the closest to my friend’s post.  Note the rainbow in the upper left hand of the blog photo.  Love it.

Always looking for the Rainbow.

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What to Write? Writing Prompts

• The first thing you thought of when reading this story
• A time when you had a release yourself from others
• How wonderful it is to not fit in a box
• How you taught your children to move on

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Look for the Beautiful, Look for the True

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