Norma Irene Jones

On Tuesday August 28th, 2012 we had my grandpa's funeral.  Less than 24hours later my grandmother passed away.  It is very bittersweet that she died within 6 days of her husband of 66 years.  Since the first day of school was on the 30th-I came home for a day, washed clothes, and got the kids ready for school.  Once they got out-we traveled to Moore once again.  That evening we didn't have anything to cook to eat so we piled in our cars and drove to Arco to eat at the Golden West.  During dinner we were discussing the fact my mom and I would wake up every night before 2am and be up for almost the rest of the night.  My mom mentioned that maybe that was the time grandpa passed away---right than, the light above the round table shut off, and came back on.  Hmmmm. Later we asked if that light was on it's own switch and the answer was, No--all the lights are connected.  I'm not sure if grandpa was checking in or if it was a fluke-but it sure makes you wonder.

On Friday we had a viewing at the church.  Seeing my grandma in the coffin was; I would say, a relief.  She looked like she was finally at peace and was in no more pain.  Anderson Funeral Home did such a great job!!!  Thank You!  After the viewing we met up at grandma and grandpa's and roasted hot dogs and marshmallows over the fire again.  Angela has stated that everyone should include sitting around a fire roasting weenies as part of the mourning process and I couldn't agree more.

Saturday was the funeral.  I decided that I needed to read the life sketch for grandma-not sure why, but I felt like I needed to be part of it.  The funeral was nice--my mom and sister sang, Clyde Hymas told a few stories about my grandma and grandpa, and we had a closing hymn.  Such a nice service.  The weather was beautiful and perfect for the bagpipes.  Kim played the bagpipes as the coffin was being taken from the church.  What a surreal experience.  Again---everyone should experience bagpipes at a funeral and graveside service (maybe not twice in a week-but once in a lifetime).  Traveling to the cemetery feels like it takes forever--but once we arrived, the weather was perfect.  The night before we had a nasty rain storm--so we believe grandma won the argument on what the weather should be.  ;-)  After the funeral everyone headed back to the church and enjoyed the luncheon the relief society prepared.  What great food-and I believe I tried all 6 or more funeral potatoes. 

 

Once lunch was over we went back to the house and sat in the yard and enjoyed the company of the Davis' that traveled from Jerome. It was so nice to have Dave, Bernice, Tara and her husband and kids make it.

 

Overall this week has been hell----I know and believe that this is how it needed to be but it doesn't make it any easier.  I find myself crying all of the time.  Today I was going thru a few of the boxes I brought back and smelled grandma---yep, tears began to flow.  Of course I have photos and my memories-but not having them physically here is difficult.  It will definitely take time.

 



 

 

 

 

Kyra may look mad-but she was actually not feeling very well AT ALL.

Not sure if we were laughing at Heather's socks or Daniel's story--whatever it was-this photo is priceless

 

 

 

Devin wanted a photo and I really was in no mood.

Cortlynn looked so pretty.

Tony shooting choke cherries out of a PVC pipe.  Yes they hurt and yes the "grown" men were acting like children

I stopped by both grandma and grandpa's gravesides on Sunday--