A Final Farewell

Last Thursday, April 23, my dear Grandma Adams, passed from this life into the next. It has been a hard week for all of us, full of emotion. Sad for our loss, for the void she has left in all our hearts, but glad for her release from this frail existence, leaving her worn out body behind. We will miss her greatly, and things won't ever be the same without her, but we have all learned so much from her, in all aspects of our lives.

There are so many ways she has impacted my life, and helped me become who I am today, here are a few:

-Family comes first, no matter what

-work hard, then take time to enjoy life

-enjoy the little moments life brings you, life moves too quickly not too

-life isn't about the things you have, but who you have in your life

-the temple is the so important (I remember when she couldn't go help at the Mt. Timpanogos temple anymore, and it just feeling so weird, because I know how much she loved to be there, and how important it was to her)

-give everything you've got

-she always praised modesty, I remember numerous times her complementing me on how nice I looked, and how modest it was. She let me know you could be modest, and look nice, and be happy

-serve others, you don't know who you'll impact

-she loved the babies, and loved to hold them

-remember that Heavenly Father is in charge

-endure to the end, even when you don't understand why

I love this picture, it was taken when Hallie was only a few weeks old.

I have another one where my mom is looking at the camera, but I love the happiness in my Grandma's face.

Tuesday was her funeral, and to say the least, it was a hard day. I think it hadn't completely hit me until that day. But it was a beautiful service, my mom and Aunt Karen both spoke, and did such a great job. It was nice to see all the family, who we don't see or keep in touch with often, but would've been nicer under different circumstances. All 10 of her children, and 34 of the 35 grandchildren were in attendance. I can't remember the last time that many of us were together.

(I forgot to pull my camera out, so Kelsie was nice enough to share her pictures with me)

My Grandpa with his 10 kids

My cute Grandpa The neighbors kids, who my Grandma loved, used to bring her "flowers" (dandelions), if you look close you can see their last gift.
Grandpa Bob and Hallie
All the grandsons were the pall bearers, they all left their corsages for her

I forget how hard it is to lose someone who you love so much. You think you've got it all out of your system, and cried every tear you can, then something will happen, or a memory will come back to you, and it starts all over. Though I know she is much happier now, and we will see her again, it is just hard for now. We love you Grandma. you will never know what a blessing you have been in our lives.