I went by the cemetery today. I have tried to visit at least once every two weeks. This past Christmas, my sister-in-law and brother bought a wreath. She decorated the wreath with ribbons, roses, and placed an angel in the center of the wreath. We went to the grace and placed it at my mom's grave. There were many graves decorated with all kinds of ornaments. One grave was covered with green leafs and flowers. We had a wreath. My oldest brother shoved the stand into the ground. We took pictures. We paused and talked briefly about my mom. My dad was caught up in his own memories. He took care of her for years.
Some people do not spend much time at the grave. It may bring too much pain. You may have had a difficult childhood or you are too far away. I drive by the cemetery everyday. For years I drove by knowing that my parents had bought a plots at this place. I did not think much about. Now, it is a reality.
I visit this place because it keeps me in touch with my emotions. It also keeps me in touch, to some extent, with my faith. My mom taught me how to pray. She "forced" her children to go to worship. (I have not always been faithful with this.) I learned a lot about faith from my mother.
At the back of this cemetery there is a stone tomb. It is made of rocks and bricks. There is round stone door rolled away. The people at this place built it with one thing in mind. The other day I went by and got a closer look. There is a small place where a body could have been laid. It is empty. There is no there. On the outside there is a statue of an angel in white stone. The plaque at the bottom reads "The one you seek is not here, He is risen."
I know others who visit this forum have lost loved ones. A few who posted in the past are gone. I cannot speak for others. Right now, I am seeking to live as I should. I do not know. I wonder if those on the other side can see? Is my mother simply sleeping or can she see what is going on in the world? I know there are scholars who could debate for hours or days on this subject.
I wonder how many others struggle with believing in the empty tomb. For me it is very real. I do not fully understand why this makes me cry. I have seen it in some movies. The Resurrection is a reality . I have never seen a dead person come back to life. All I have is a record of an event that happened almost 2000 years ago. I place my faith in a written record of this event. I am called to live my life based on this event. Right now, I live and wait for a day. I may not be alive when this day comes. It does not matter. "Coming on the clouds."