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The photo on the headstone

When I walk in a cemetery, the first thing I look at is the photo on the graves of the dead.
I look at their face, their expression.
Then I look at the date of birth, to death. I do a quick mental calculation, and on the basis of their age, I try to imagine the cause of their death.

Despite anxiety, pain, full of mystery and horror that sends me death, I walk through the cemetery offers a pleasant spiritual tranquility.

The picture on the plaque is the image that we will be more impressed of the missing person.
Our dear will always have the same face, when you're going to find.

few days ago I thought of the fate that accompanies an image.
bet that the sense of satisfaction a bit 'frivolous, which accompanies each of us for coming when we see particularly well in a photograph, giving way to a completely different feeling, if we knew that this is the image that will end up on our grave .