I photographed a wedding in Astoria yesterday. On the drive home I stopped at the cemetery where my mom is buried and shot these photos. The first one was taken about 5 feet from her grave. I don’t think she could have been buried in a more beautiful place, not that that really matters. Standing there alone was awkward, to say the least. In what was probably an attempt at disassociation I began to wonder if it would be better to lose someone with warning rather than suddenly. I concluded there is no way to prepare. Any preparation would amount to a flinch before a sucker punch. Today marked 5 months.