Oregon trip: Day Two--the funeral

Sure enough, Lincoln (and I) were wide awake at 5:30am. The morning was full of funeral preparations--the boys learning a new song to sing at the funeral and getting the church set up for a 10am family-meet-and-greet.

Brett's wife, Jen, and I

The church was decorated with pictures of Grandma

It was also decorated with quilts that Grandma made

As funerals go, Grandma's was wonderful. A fitting tribute to one who gave her life in service to others. 

The cemetery is tucked away in a beautiful location, quiet and peaceful, as a cemetery should be. I must admit, I hadn't shed a tear the entire morning, but when my Grandpa spoke briefly after Uncle Jack dedicated the grave, I pretty much lost it. Maybe it's something about someone I love who doesn't show emotion often showing emotion, but I was very moved.

Grandpa

The luncheon was held in the greenhouse at the farm. Here are some of the characters from that event...

Liza & Lincoln

Caisa

Jeff & Missy

Goofball Brett

Later in the afternoon all the family gathered together to tell stories about Grandma. Stephen sent me with his digital voice recorder, so I have all the stories safe and sound, ready to be transcribed. All of Mom's siblings, spouses and their children (with the exception of 3 of my cousins and my kids) were able to be at the funeral and share stories.

After stories, I had my inventor uncle Dee put his z-locks on my running shoes (a must for pregnant me!), and Brett & co. and Lincoln and I went home. Aaaaaand pretty much straight to bed.