I took this picture shortly after two members of my family had passed away within a week of each other, my dog had died unexpectedly ( death, no matter how we try to prepare ourselves for it’s arrival is never really ‘expected’, is it? ) and with those three deaths my world broke apart into a tiny little pieces.
I’ve never been able to find them all again, let alone repair the damage.
I think this picture captures that time in my life and memorializes it perfectly.
It’s a fitting gravestone for a life that no longer exists.
