The Longest Week of my Life

Well, this past week has definitely been the longest week of my life. Easily. No contest.

1 week ago I was in Idaho traveling back from Ririe where we buried my step-mom to Idaho Falls where we were staying with the rest of the clan. It was a beautiful funeral, and very uplifting albeit very sad. My step-mother lived a hard life, but left a legacy for the ages- 8 children all strong, loving, good members of society. All 6 of her boys were Eagle Scouts. All but 3 of her children are college graduates. She will be loved and missed by so many.

 

Today I am resting after yesterday which was my grandmother's funeral. Her funeral was the most beautiful funeral I've ever been to. The flowers were perfect, the talks were so touching and wonderful, and the musical numbers divine. Thank heavens all my cousins are so stinkin' talented. Wow.

After the funeral we went back to Grandma's and started cleaning out her house. I had a heartbreaking moment when I walked in and saw the sheepskin covers she always had on her arm chairs removed. I realized in that instant that Grandma's house is gone forever, and I cried. I will miss her so very, very much.

I can't sleep at night. I turn over in my bed at night and think to myself that my mom is dead, or my grandma is gone and I jolt awake. I somehow ended up with a crocheted afgan of grandma's that smells like her house. I'm sticking it in a plastic bag so that I can take it out in years to come and smell her. I realize that is so creepy, but it is very comforting to me. I wish I had something of step-mom's to remember her by, too.

I'm so tired, but so blessed. I am so glad I got to spend yesterday with my mother's girls. I love my sisters so very much. I hope I don't have to do this again for a very long time.