Grandma Huff

It seems the hardest things for me to blog about are those that are most precious to me. But here goes:

A few weeks ago I received a phone call from my Mom. My Grandmother had been basically living with my parents for a while since she was advised to not be home alone. My Mom was calling to tell me that her health was failing and fast. They had set up hospice to come and help make things easier. That week was very difficult for me. It was hard to be so far away and every time the phone rang I had to take a deep breath. After what seemed forever, "the call" came. I so glad we were able to fly to Utah for the funeral.

My Mom kept referring to this as her 'graduation' - that its a happy time, she lived a great life, she'll be with Grandpa again (who she'd been separated from for some 14 years) and her sight and mobility will improve. There were some very special moments shared. As hard as dealing with the death of a loved one is, I must say that in this case the good out-weighs the difficult. I was able to be with my entire family for a few days and my testimony (namely that of the Plan of Happiness) has grown so much -she really is in a better place- it seems selfish to want otherwise. It was fun to reminisce on many stories both personal and collective that we each had with my Grandma.

A few things in the video I want to point out are the honorary pallbearers. The Great-Grandsons were all to follow (later lead) the pallbearers, and they had ribbons attached to the casket for them to hold on to. I thought it was so sweet! Another thing about Grandma is she was well known for having her freezer stocked with Schwan's ice cream. You couldn't visit grandma without having ice-cream (often that was the initiating reason for the stop). When the topic of lunch after the services was discussed of course the dessert had to be ice cream. My dad called the Schwan man to arrange for delivery ready with coolers and dry ice whereto the man said "no no no, I'll just bring the truck and park at the church." awesome.

I wish I could type the funeral service right here because it was perfect. I had a great time helping my sister with the display table {that turned into 5}. I have learned so much from my Grandma and know I will continue to learn from her wonderful example. She lived life with such spunk, and will truly be missed.

I am so grateful the last time I was in Utah, we had 4-generation pictures taken. I will cherish them always. As she would say "see you in church" . . . . . .