When Huyen's great grandmother passed away, I wrote about how people are buried in the rice paddies. Well, over Tet, for the second year in a row, we visited some of Huyen's relative's tombs in the rice paddies:
While walking to her Grandmother's tomb we passed these tombs which I thought were quite picturesque:
There's something really beautiful to me about being buried like this. Cemeteries usually feel really sad to me and I think its because people end up spending eternity on land that they have no attachment to. In Vietnam people are buried where they spent their lives, raised their families and literally where they got their food to survive.