The Cemetario, oddly, is a stop on most tourist city tours.
This city graveyard is not far from the Granada Historical District and holds sentiments and sediments of many of Granada’s founders and significant citizens.
It is quiet this morning ,but, there is upkeep to be done- cutting grass, spraying for weeds, touching up names on headstones, getting fountains ready to open, moving dirt, tending to gravestones and markers, landscaping.
Christianity says when Christ comes back, the dead will rise to heaven and the unsaved will burn in torment.
The last time I saw dead come alive was at the end of the school year when summer vacation officially started for teachers, administrators, and students.
No one, on their way out, let the closing door hit them.
As a tourist, I don’t stay long, but I say a prayer and pay respects for all those who have been left here.
Where all the spirits are, that went with these bodies, is hard to say.
Getting life with death is still better than no life at all.
Anyone buried in this cemetario will cross their heart and swear to that.