I called my mom after a VERY long day of packing and told her it was "the worst day of my life so far!" It really was. Even though Jake was GREAT, its still not fun packing with a 10 week old! We woke up at 6am and started packing and at about 4pm Elders Quorum men started showing up (some even with their kids) and helped us til about 10pm and we still weren't done! Cam will have to go back to get a few things we couldn't fit and pull some weeds until its not our responsibility anymore (dumb HOA!)
Anyhow to be more positive I LOVE being up here with our family. Its so nice to not have to say goodbye to cousins and grandparents like we wont see each other for months and months!
Back to something sad. My grandpa passed away on Sunday (my moms dad.) I'm so glad I had the chance to see him one more time before he died. Although I will miss him I feel relief that he is not suffering worldly pain anymore. Death has always been a little weird for me, up until about a year and a half ago when Cameron's aunt died, I hadn't been to a funeral or viewing since my grandma died when I was 3 or 4. Being at her viewing was very hard for me. I like to remember her as a happy, healthy Aunt Gail. I hope this isn't offensive, but I almost rather not go to a viewing, I don't need that kind of closure. I understand some people do and that's ok. When my uncle Robbie died while I was in high school at the age of 28 (i think) I couldn't attend his funeral because we lived in Houston and my classes didn't allow any absence. I never really had that sense of death because I wasn't around all the sad people and didn't get to see him during a viewing. It has kinda always felt like "oh Robbie's not here." Don't get me wrong, I really miss him and his death was really sad but I know for a fact I will see him again and that makes me happy, not sad. I'm sure seeing grandpa will bring on a wave of emotion that I can't predict but for the most part I feel happy that he is with grandma Hazel again and living in a state of perfect happiness with loved ones. The thing that make me cry right now is the thought of his wonderful legacy. 8 kids, 38 grandkids, 59 great grandkids. I love you Grandpa!
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I am so sorry to hear about your grandfather. You are right. He definately left a legacy.
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