It’s Not The End
There are still some people out there who don’t understand the way friendships develop because of the internet but people here on RB know differently. Two friends are going through what can only be described as rough times. Both of them have been very much on my heart for the last couple of days and I’ve posted two photos with each of them in mind.
Cemetery photos are something I’ve always found interesting with the moody atmosphere and the varying shapes of the monuments. However, as I’ve photographed this particular monument in every imaginable weather condition and all four seasons I never quite came up with wanted I wanted to portray. When I came home with this in early fall on a day with the vibrant light and colour of a changing season I knew I had the shot I wanted….one that would speak of death as a passage but not the end.
One of the friends about whom I am writing has lost her best friend of many years and she understands and believes very well the concept that death isn’t the end yet her grief is palpable for the loss in this life of a woman who was like a sister. This is my attempt to illustrate the hope there is in death.
And He will wipe away every tear from their eyes; and there will no longer be any death; there will no longer be any mourning, or crying, or pain….