Sheffield General Cemetery

This weekend was all about Halloween for many people. For me it was just another ordinary weekend. Well, almost. Christian and I decided that we should go to Sheffield General Cemetery, which basicly is an old cemetery which is not in "use", to say it that way. I think they stopped burying people there in the 70s. The first burial was in the mid 1800s. This trip made me think a bit. Think about the importance of others and how many lost souls there is out there today. In that cemetery there is 87 000 people buried. 87 000. That is 87 000 people I never knew, 87 000 I will never know. These people had lives of their own, but most of them were just ordinary people just like me and you. I find it weird to think about.

I then start questioning "who were they?" "what did they do?" and most important "how did they die?". On some of the graves it says how they died, but most of them it only says the name and the period they lived in. Am I weird for thinking all of this? The importance of people seem to have shrunk in my mind. Out of the worlds population, there is only a tiny amount that "matters" in the world. But then again, what does it mean to "matter"? I am sure those 87 000 people mattered to some, otherwise they wouldn't have their own place and tombstone in a cemetery like that.

Anyway, we got a few good pictures. I will upload some more on the photography page.