We were able to get together as a family last weekend to celebrate the life of my sweet Grandma, and have a formal goodbye. I had everything ready for this post last week, but for some reason I just couldn’t bring myself to write it. Maybe it just felt like the official ending of things. Maybe I just wasn’t ready to really process it all. Or maybe I was worn out and needed to give myself time to recover before writing a post like this.
Whatever the reason, another weekend has now passed (a great one at that), and I think I’m ready to share this now. It may not be all of the words that are on my heart, but it will be a representation of what the weekend was for me – a little bit of sadness, a lot of family, a little bit of peace and a whole lot of love.
I am thankful for a family who laughs more than they cry during a goodbye weekend. Thankful for family that takes care of one another. Thankful for such a beautiful place to gather together.
Peanut made the trip out with me, and she did her best to keep all entertained… I’m pretty sure she succeeded. Sweet girl was a big hit.
Some of the ladies took an hour or so to go stroll along the beach, and as I mentioned last week, it was such a great reminder such of important things. It was beautiful, and it was peaceful.
Before the service, we gathered at the office where we were able to greet those who had traveled from near and far to come be a part of honoring my Grandmother. I was so glad to get to spend time with these amazing women. Beautiful, kind, funny & smart. Just what I hope Peanut grows up to be. This is the second time we’ve been under this glass roof… and it’s the second time that God has blatantly sent signs to let us know that Grandma and Grandpa are with us. This time, it was in the form of a hummingbird, which we have all always associated with my Grandma. Seeing that tiny bird zip in and float right in front of the table and the flower arrangement was so moving! Grandma was placed with Grandpa, and though they may not be on the top row “penthouse” they do still have quite a gorgeous view. Looking out over San Diego and where Grandpa was stationed. These men… there just aren’t words to describe what they mean to me.
This moment right before we left? I hope I never forget it. My sweet girl walked over to look at the beautiful picture boards my cousins put together & the framed photos we had brought. My heart fluttered as she pointed at a photo of Grandma and Grandpa and smiled… and then it just turned to complete mush as she gave a framed photo of my beautiful Grandma and gave her kisses. Complete mush, y’all. What a blessing family is… to be able to make a sad occasion one of joy, love & laughter. Just how Grandma would have wanted it.