- lots of crying. and this sounds so silly, because i complain all the time about crying. i don't know if you noticed the big family listed above...i have 13 cousins on this side. we are all married, barely, :) and a lot of us have children of our own. it was so beautiful for me to look around and see so many of her grandchildren just crying. and crying. and crying. it was so touching. happy tears of course, but a lot of sad ones too. it was so neat to hear how much we are all going to miss her. i wonder if she knew how much we loved her? i wonder if she knew how much we will treasure being a part of her life and legacy of love? i hope so. but probably not.
- of course, a highlight was my sister and i sharing about our memories, most of which i already wrote about here. we bawled our way thru it. but i am so proud of us. we are criers, so this is not something we would normally do. we did it for my grandma, and my mom, and well. i just couldn't tell my dad no. :) i do think it was healing. and it was so good to s.t.r.e.t.c.h. out of my comfort zone...even if i did stand before a crowded church, and wrinkle and contort my face in tears. :(
- i loved hearing my aunt flo share about the siblings memories of their mom.
- i loved listening to the scripture that grandma had picked out for this day, and singing (or in my case, listening, since i was too busy crying, :( ) her favorite songs at her funeral.
- i loved listening to my brothers talk about hearing from the Lord about grandma's legacy, and asking us to stand, and carry on grandma's legacy of love. i love how they called on my uncle joe, and asked him to look at them, when they were speaking to him...that life is full of disappointment and hurt, and that is not our legacy...it was a very moving time. my uncle joe has struggled thru life with a bi-polar diagnosis.
- i loved listening to my dad pray. he's a pastor. and he hardly ever cracks under pressure. not even at my grandma's funeral. he is full of wisdom.
- i loved looking at my mom. and seeing her cry. and starting to cry all over again. thinking about how painful it will be to lose her one day. and how i need to start over and make the most of each moment i have with her. and my dad. :)
- i loved talking to a lot of my cousins, and no, i didn't talk to near all of them...i am hoping between matt and i, that maybe we have almost everyone covered? the cousins don't see each other often.
- i loved hearing my cousin, colby and his wife, cindy, are pregnant with their first baby, due in november.
- i loved seeing my grandma's siblings. especially sis. she has always reminded me the most of my grandma. her voice. her mannerisms. loved chatting with her.
- i was grateful and thankful my husband could make it. we got our last house of chicks this morning. at 7 am, the hatchery called and gave me their condolances...so i started crying already then, on the phone, :( , but they delivered our chicks almost 2 hours early, so that matt could make the funeral.
- i loved that someone told me last night that my sister and i looked like grandma's pictures of when she was young...
- i loved seeing my grandfather's brother, david...he has always reminded me of my pappy...i just kept looking at him. he was sad today.
- i loved being complemented by another aunt...how often i packed up my 5 kids and went to visit my grandma. you know. i have 5 kids. that's what i do. somedays it's easy. somedays it's hard. and i was a little bit hard on myself, for not getting over to visit my grandma enough...and it felt good to be acknowledged for the effort i did make. we can always do more. always.
- i loved seeing and talking to my aunt cheryl. i do not see her often either.
- i loved that it was a beautiful warm sunny memorial day. and was reminded life doesn't stop, as i was driving on those twisted turny farm roads, watching farmer after farmer baling...(matt is doing that now at 7:46 p.m.)
- i loved hearing the pastor tell us it is our job to pray for our families now...grandma is not here to do it. and that is something i think about from time to time, as our older generation dies off, that it is our turn to be prayer warriors, not just for our kids, and our families, but for our nation and churches as well.
- i loved realizing how important family is. again.
off to tuck the kids into bed. it's been a long day.