Funeral Service

The viewing, the funeral service and the burial are all over with now. The funeral service was especially beautiful. The grandchildren and great grandchildren sang, my great aunt Karen gave the life sketch, my aunt Suzanne shared memories from all the grandchildren and a gentleman from the family history center spoke. They all did a wonderful job and I think it was just the way Grandma would have wanted. Her casket was beautiful, all pearly pale pink. John was able to go with us yesterday to the burial and I was so grateful! He is so good with Kathryn and was such a big help keeping her entertained and happy. We took the stroller and she kept throwing her toys out and yelling "uh oh" in the middle of the remarks. He faithfully kept offering the sippy cup and picking up all the toys. It seemed a bit drawn out with something three days in a row, but ended up being very nice. I'm just so grateful that we can get on with the grieving process and start to try and move on. It was kind of neat to make the drive to Paul and back home with my mom yesterday. Since she remembers visiting Grandma and Grandpa there, she showed us the house they used to live in and the pond out back that they were supposed to stay away from, but always snuck out to. She showed us were the post office was that Grandma worked at and told us how cool it was to not have to address anything. You could just put Eunice Harmon, Paul ID and she would get it handed to her each morning after the mail was sorted. Then we stopped in Blackfoot for lunch and Mom showed us the house she had lived in and the bridge her horse had gotten spooked on and almost bucked her off. We had a nice day doing a bit of sight seeing and talking with my mom. Her and I got into a long conversation about how things were so different growing up in the country versus the city. She has all these cool stories about horses and floating down the canal and the cool pets they had. My memories are all about the block parties and neighborhood kids. Then we talked about how different things were when Grandma grew up on a farm and helped her parents work it. How they had to do so many different things to make it all run smoothly and how they had to all work together. Grandma talked about her farming days a lot, so it was neat to see were some of it took place. We'll miss her and hold her forever in her hearts. She was a wonderful mother, sister, aunt, grandmother, great grandmother and great great grandmother. She touched so many peoples lives and helped so many people learn so much. I will always remember her wonderful example and try to follow it. She was a treasured part of our family.