When I was little, my momma use to always say to me '...come on, we're going to visit relatives' To me that should mean cookies or a treat and a cup of tea...I'd fall for it each time and each time we would end up in a cemetery looking at the grave of a relative and listening to all the gossip about them. Maybe that is why I've always liked cemeteries ..not in a creepy way ... just that they are always peaceful, surprisingly scenic, and that dash between those dates on the stones is filled with someone's life and stories.
I'm placing this cache hopefully to have it published on a date that is special to me. The name is significant... Just Breathe ... its a gift and the best advice I can give you. I picked this place on purpose. If you notice, this cemetery doesn;t have a name. I had stopped earlier in the year and asked one of the neighbours..nope, its just always been there...its plain, its simple, no high gates, no scrolled iron name...its just ..... sorta like me, justjoee ... just breathe ..so I thought it the perfect place ... The cache? It's simple too... it's just a cache... 