It has now been 13 days since Grandma left this mortal world. Today is the day that we paid our final tributes to such a great woman, Mom, sister, Grandmother, etc. All those who knew her were blessed to have known her because of the love she always showed to those that were blessed to have her in their lives. Between the viewing from last night at the Funeral, I was able to see all of my cousins. It really helped to heal my heart to be able to see all of them and especially the hugs that I was able to get from each and every one of my cousins. I know that as Grandma looked down on that, that she was happy and smiling. The weather was a very beautiful day, blue skies and sunny.
For the funeral, I had been asked by my Mom and Aunties to provide the opening prayer at Grandma’s memorial service. I kept feeling scared. Not scared that I couldn’t do it, but scared that I wouldn’t be able to do it without being so emotional that my prayer wouldn’t be understood. I just kept praying and asking for comfort that I may be able to make it through. When it came time for the prayer, I got up and went to the front, still feeling a little overwhelmed with emotion. However, I looked at my Mom, and took a deep breath, and was able to get through the prayer and I felt like I was able to do it without being overcome by emotion. There was some crying and some emotion, but that was expected.
For the funeral service, as well as the graveside service, I was asked along with my Brother Jeremy and my cousins Shaine Miranda, Nick Miranda, Tyler Wright, Travis Wright, Trenton Wright, and Logan Ricks to be pallbearers. That I also felt was a special honor to be able to carry my Grandma to her final resting place, where her body will rest until the resurrection. Overall, I felt that Grandma would have been happy with her service and tribute. It was not very easy to make it through, as I cried most of the time. One of the hardest parts was where the pallbearers, one at a time, removed their flower and placed it on Grandma’s casket as a final tribute / respect to Grandma. That was one of the hardest things that I have done. I had a very hard time with that, as did my Brother and my Cousins. My sister Jesi had created a tribute video which had many different pictures of us cousins and Aunts with Grandma. She was (and still is) a very loved person. I loved watching the video.
After the graveside service, we all met at Ammon Park, which is the park right next to the house where Mom and all of her sisters grew up. It was a pretty good sized park. We visited with each other ate some food and some of us played games. Aunt Sheila and myself played some croquet, which was one of Grandma’s favorite games to play when they were younger. The get together didn’t last for a long time, because the weather started turning windy and cloudy. I figured that was Grandma’s way of saying “ok, you’ve talked about me enough”.
Grandma, I love you and I know that through the atonement of our Savior Jesus Christ that I will see you again. I cannot wait for that day, but I am pretty sure that your reunion with Grandpa Bill was very special.