Thursday, November 13, 2014
September September
The weather stayed warm in September like expected but instead of going to the pool everyday, we filled our days with school and sports and fun. Soccer started back up again as well as ballet for both girls. We snuck in time to see tiny baby June grow and loved seeing her in her blessing dress that we ALL wore as well. We danced in our only rain storm and honored the police/fire on Patriot Day. We cheered on our favorite football teams and both TAMU and BYU started out strong before falling apart by the end of the month. "Fall" is always sort of a myth in Texas but we did our best to ring in the changing season. Happy September Y'all.
Sunday, November 2, 2014
A funeral in the fall
I have entered into a sad phase of life I am afraid. The seniors in my life are getting old and seem to be passing on quicker than anyone would like. Although Aunt Janice had been ill for sometime, it is always shocking and emotional when you learn that someone has died.
Janice died at the beginning of September and Ben and I both knew as soon as we heard that we both wanted to attend the funeral. We quickly booked flights and pulled the girls out of school and flew to Salt Lake City on a late weeknight flight. Janice was my dad's last living immediate family member, so her death seemed even sadder than normal. It is hard to be the last one living of a generation and my heart is heavy for my dad. Janice and Hal had flown to Texas and celebrated Isabelle's first birthday with us in San Antonio and had played a big role in our college years at BYU. Janice was always happy to see or talk to us and we always felt loved in her presence.
The funeral was nice and simple and we were glad to be there with my parents and Tara. The girls had fun seeing some of their 2nd cousins and we all enjoyed being back in the beautiful Wasatch Front. We knew that Janice would have wanted us to go, so after the emotionally draining funeral we put on our jeans and cheered for BYU at LaVelle Edwards Stadium. The cougars lost and we were cold, but it was fun to rise and shout and show the girls where we once had fun. Fortunately, we found a few more moments while in Utah to have a little joy, visiting with Grandpa Neal, visiting Temple Square and visiting Grandma Joan at the cemetery. And of course, we snuck in a trip for treats at Fast Gas.
It was a quick trip filled with lots of sadness and emotions but we returned with stronger family ties and a deeper testimony of forever families. Someday we will see our loved ones again and it is that knowledge that makes moments like these bearable.
Families can be together forever, through Heavenly Father's plan. I always want to be with my own family and the Lord has shown me how I can. The Lord has shown me how I can.
Janice died at the beginning of September and Ben and I both knew as soon as we heard that we both wanted to attend the funeral. We quickly booked flights and pulled the girls out of school and flew to Salt Lake City on a late weeknight flight. Janice was my dad's last living immediate family member, so her death seemed even sadder than normal. It is hard to be the last one living of a generation and my heart is heavy for my dad. Janice and Hal had flown to Texas and celebrated Isabelle's first birthday with us in San Antonio and had played a big role in our college years at BYU. Janice was always happy to see or talk to us and we always felt loved in her presence.
The funeral was nice and simple and we were glad to be there with my parents and Tara. The girls had fun seeing some of their 2nd cousins and we all enjoyed being back in the beautiful Wasatch Front. We knew that Janice would have wanted us to go, so after the emotionally draining funeral we put on our jeans and cheered for BYU at LaVelle Edwards Stadium. The cougars lost and we were cold, but it was fun to rise and shout and show the girls where we once had fun. Fortunately, we found a few more moments while in Utah to have a little joy, visiting with Grandpa Neal, visiting Temple Square and visiting Grandma Joan at the cemetery. And of course, we snuck in a trip for treats at Fast Gas.
It was a quick trip filled with lots of sadness and emotions but we returned with stronger family ties and a deeper testimony of forever families. Someday we will see our loved ones again and it is that knowledge that makes moments like these bearable.
Families can be together forever, through Heavenly Father's plan. I always want to be with my own family and the Lord has shown me how I can. The Lord has shown me how I can.
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