Heaven in the Cemetery

On fridays we go to the cemetery to visit my grandpa and uncle. Cemerety visits are sad, filled with tears and prayers. But there are always little details that help you bear with the pain you feel. While walking down the ladders to my uncle's grave, I saw these flowers -which are beyond beautiful- planted on another grave. I was so mesmerized that I kind of forgot about the sadness I felt. Sometimes it's the cats that make me happy among all the sadness. They just come and roll on the ground while we are crying and such. Sometimes it's the white butterflies... This time it was this bunch of flowers. I wonder what am I going to see at my next visit...

Violets at the Cemetery

It's weird yet so beautiful that cemeteries are the most peaceful places. But what's even better is that you can actually observe the beginning of a new life on top of the deceased. 

The tombstones you see here go back to the Ottoman Era. If you look close, you can see the Ottoman writings and carvings on them. The tombstones are old, but the violets are fresh as the morning dew and they will always make us understand the neverending cycle of life.