I have only experienced going to a cemetery every November 1 since 2003. Never had I thought of it as a time for family. It’s only this year that I realized that. My family went there at around 6 in the evening. We brought a tent, food(of course), chairs, tables, a blanket, a portable tv, and a radio. My niece also brought her mini chessboard and we were lying upon my dad’s tomb and played while the rest of my family either talked or watched tv. It is like camping out in the open which I never did before with them. It felt nice. ♥ It wasn’t just us though. There were like millions. Ok that’s exaggerating. It seemed like it, though. The cemetery was filled with too many people. Our neighbor in the cemetery(why does it sound funny?) was present, just like last year and my family and theirs developed somehow a friendship. One member of their family was talking to my sisters like she can’t stop. I can overhear so even I know her entire life story now. We went home sometime at midnight and that was that. Til next year.
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