State of Being

My sister has been researching tombstones. It has been a few months since my mother died and we will need to place a stone at her grave. Since there are different sizes and thicknesses, she went to the cemetery to see what the other family members had. For some people a cemetery is an eerie place. For us it is a peaceful one. When she came home she called me to discuss the measurements and in the course of the conversation she said something enlightening. She said that the people in the cemetery were "at rest" but the people still alive were "at stressed". How profound.