A Grief Observed Prt. 2

This book bothers me. I have never read a book by C.S Lewis and everytime I say that, people at this school just stare at me. I don't find it that amazing that I haven't. However, one thing that I have learned from reading this book is, his writing can be a little hard to understand. Perhaps not to all, but for me I had to read the book three to four times to extract any meaning from these pages.  I can't relate to death, I have never had anyone close to me die.     ( But, I have had family and friends die.) Death has never been unsettling to me. I am sure one day it will though. This book made me a little nervous for my husband, or even myself, when I die, or when he dies. I would never want anyone to experience such pain. The more I read through the book, the more I began to apperciate the story and the narrator's struggle. I began to enjoy his thought process. How he goes from desperate to somewhat hopeful. I will most likely read this story again, to try and understand it more. 

I went to the Lakeview, Roselawn and Tiger Flowers cemetery complex for this fieldtrip, and I stayed there for at least 40 minutes. While I was there I noticed a few things that didn't necessarily disturb me, but they just intrigued me. The first, the graves were in bad shape. Not all of course, but some of the graves had large cracks and holes in the cement lids. Secondly, the some of the graves were old and unnamed. This disturbed me a little bit. It disturbed me because, I felt like these people were just forgotten. There were no names, no dates, nothing to remember these people except for the cement lid that covered their grave.