today is grandpa’s burial… he will be laid down on his final resting place…. inside a fine shiny coffin buried in a 6 feet deep grave in his final moments… i can hear moans, crying, weeping, shouting, the pain in their hearts, of loosing a loveone…sending him off to a place no one knows, no one understand… "have a safe trip…and peace be with you.." other’s would utter… "bring me with you…" my grandma would beg with tears flowing… such a sad day… a sad moment… a sad life…
"A birth we cry; at Death we see why." — Bulgarian proverb
"Birth is the messenger of Death." — Syrian proverb