Still in Michigan, the trip is going great!

We painted rocks from the stream at the graveyard where my cousin is buried. My aunt and uncle are going to put the rocks at his grave, and I also painted one from our cabin site, so it might feel like he was there with us.

I'm not really sure what to believe about his spirit, because I don't believe in God, but I sort of believe that there's a sort of heaven, but not exactly. It's weird, idk. I guess I sort of believe there's like a presence, something that watches over everything, and sometimes gives directions to people who are having a lot of trouble with life, but doesn't interfere too much, I guess like StarClan. But I also feel like I can't really connect with he/she/it/them, but....

I really don't know.

Well, I'll stop making you read my rambling. Bye, I guess.

~Dusk~