Coffee in hand, I head to my desk and start typing.

Last name. First name. Date of birth. Date of death. Cemetery section. Photo number.

Rinse and repeat.

A second cup of coffee.

More names. More dates.

Lives begun. Lives ended.

People buried alone.

Families reunited for all eternity.

Infants and centenarians laid to rest side by side.

I wonder about the stories as I type the names and dates that appear on each headstone I photographed.

Immersed in my thoughts about the people I am memorializing for Find A Grave, I’m startled by my Fitbit‘s silent alarm.

It’s time to shower and get ready for work.

Time to return to the living.