Knockbreada Cemetary

As we walked to the library today Gabe spied through a massive hedge, a cemetery. (I have no idea how he spotted it because it was well hidden from view.) He was intrigued. So, on our way back we went for a peek and ended up staying for a half hour or more. We walked along the many pathways looking at the dates of these people who were buried. Some dating back to the early 1800's. This brought up many theological questions. When people die where do their bodies go? Why don't we have cemeteries like this one at home? Do the broken up graves with holes mean that those are the people who get to heaven and rest are still waiting? Why can't we step on the graves? Why do people put flower pots on the graves? Will we be buried here? What's a soul? If we die in Ireland will we be buried here? And so on...I hopefully answered their questions as best as I could...I may need to obtain a doctorate in theology for our next visit.