Joe.

So, funerals. Can I just say that I am glad to have a knowledge that we will live with our loved ones again someday? I ended up having a lot harder time with this than I originally thought I would. I knew he was going for a while, and know he is in a much better place, and much happier now, all of that. But I found myself thinking about all of the memories I have of my Grandpa, and how I won't make anymore with him. Mike stayed home with the kids, we just figured it would be less crazy that way. I love my kids, but they are crazy! And it was nice to just BE for a little while. Not like I was away on a resort vacation or anything, but it was nicer than if they'd have come. There were a few times where I really wished Mike were there to hold me while I cried--but my sweet brother in law came over and rubbed my back, and I felt loved! He has always felt like an older brother to me, and has always been so sweet to me. (Unlike my own brothers! ;) ) It was a great funeral, as funerals go I guess. My mom's uncle is an Ameritus member of the Quarom of the 70, and he gave an excellent talk. He spoke about my Grandma Jean, my Grandpa's first wife. She passed away just before I was born--of Cancer. He said that he had never told anyone, but right before she died she called him to make sure her kids were all going to be ok, and I think a little to ease some of her worries about herself. It was so great to hear him talk about her that way, because although I never knew her, I have always felt a connection to her that I cannot quite describe. I have always worried about her "salvation" and want to be able to see her one day.

The Military did a sweet little tribute honoring my Grandpa's service. I am sure he loved this great honor!

My cute brothers, looking stalwart and brave.