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Visiting road side memorials …
One day I stopped at a road side memorial. I wanted to know more.
These memorials are sad affairs, dots of sorrow along the spiderweb of paved asphalt. Some are along quiet picturesque country lanes, others along fast and merciless hard shoulders of city highways, while others quietly adorn a lampstandard or traffic light post or telephone post in the middle of a small town, near a elementary school or next to the bus stop you know near where you live. You probably know of a spot adorned by the plastic flowers, the endless love and constant heart ache felt by those who can’t accept or understand the ‘why’ and what that caused their grief and the death of a loved one.
And often it remains unknown to anyone but next of kind and friends what actually happened out there.
Grief and love in flowers