The pictures relay the sentiment,
but they don't tell the story.
I'm not sure I can adequately tell the story either, as he was non-stop chatting about death, and dead people, and standing on dead people, and wondering about the current size of the baby that died in 1986. We discussed how married people are often buried together, and marveled over the number of military veterans and local firefighters. We talked about where I want to be buried, and how Evan wants to be burned, and he wondered where people are burned in this cemetery as he couldn't see any rules that said you cannot burn people. Yes, think of Darth Vader in Star Wars...this is the inspiration for Evan's cremation request, so I had to tell him that usually people are not burned out in the open, which disappointed him greatly. He also found some burial crypts in a small hillside, which he thought were cool and caused him to re-think his cremation plans; I just can't decide, he told me with concern as we were leaving.
Once in the car, I asked him how he liked the cemetery. It was AWESOME, was how he replied.
While I'm happy that he enjoyed his visit with our local deceased, and I loved the quality time we spent in conversation (and watching him so closely inspect the stones and read off names), I was struck with sadness on our way home - made worse, I suppose, by the conversation I had just had with his neurologist who had helped me put in perspective what a "normal childhood" is and how to prioritize Evan's intervention...
...here is my child, whose idea of an awesome adventure is walking through a cemetery, who will pass on playing with his peers 9 times out of 10 (and his family 8 times out of 10), but will happily commune with dead people. There are a thousand memes about the greatness of solitude, but only quote that captured a slice of what I'm feeling:
"One can acquire everything in solitude except character."
Solitude, to the extent that Evan seeks it, is not normal in childhood. How do kids learn to navigate the complexities of adult relationships? By engaging with their peers and not, as it turns out, with excessive time spent alone or with the dead. I know this, of course, but bridging that gap is a struggle.
So, stay tuned as I navigate a shift in our focus (because, I've learned the hard way that you - Evan, me, the family - can't do it all and there will be no return to the 5-6 days per week of therapy that we slowly backed down from, but the 0 days per week that we are currently at is not sustainable either). In the meantime, play dates at the cemetery will be welcomed ;)