On Saturday morning I got up for breakfast and went to one of the markets that has fixed prices before going to the cemetery at noon. The following are pictures I took at the cemetery in San Cristobal when no one was in the area. There are tombs that are very elaborate and some that are very simple. Some are very old and some look very modern. I tried to pick the pictures so you could in a sense get an idea of the differences in tombs and how close they are packed together. Walking through the cemetery was uplifting for me since I am not scared to die. I am also not afraid of people when they have passed away. I think the most comforting but hardest thing I have ever done was kissing my grandpa's forehead before his funeral. There was no need to be scared since I knew where he was at and I knew he was better off but Saturday was not an easy day because walking through cemeteries makes me really think of him and what he meant to me, what I miss, etc. I really do miss him so see these tombs or graves was hard knowing that he is not here anymore. There have been days where I look at my American phone or my bulletin board here because they both have pictures of the two of us together and its almost as if he has never left. I do feel him around me quite often and there have been times where I have cried about something and all of a sudden he is here and has his arms wrapped around me and I become calm all of a sudden. Its hard to explain but his spirit comes back very often and I think that is one of the reasons I am so comfortable being around people that have died. I also have the hope of eternity with my Creator but knowing that my grandpa who I was very close to, is much better off and not having to deal with pain, stares or difficulties gives me all the peace in the world.
This area of the cemetery basically only had graves with crosses and grass around the graves. I don't think any family members had been there yet. This area also shows the difference in social class and income compared to the other pictures below.
There were many colorful tombs but others that were very simple. The architecture of the tombs and the colors, etc. are decided by the family because here in Mexico the family is in charge of the grave or tomb and they do not pay someone to take care of the plot of land like we do in the US.
This one was my favorite. It has so much character. There was not a grave in it. Some tombs are built over a grave and others have bone boxes in them. After a family member has died and there isn't more space to put someone else, they dig up the body and put the bones in a box and then place those boxes in the tombs. Otherwise like the picture above this picture has a tomb that is orange with black metal over the windows and it is built so that the caskets could be placed in one of the sides of the tomb. If you can see it, the caskets would go on the left side of the tomb where there are no windows.
The cemetery was sooo beautiful!
This was the entrance to the cemetery. The castle looking building to the right is an actual tomb.
After being at the cemetery, us girls got some lunch and then got all of our shopping done at a market downtown that we could bargain at. I got all my Christmas gifts already bought for!!
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