Funerals
I prefer to skip them altogether and had this image of a few of us standing around the Warden Cemetery giving my mother a few words and putting her ashes next to my dad. A phone call to the Warden City Hall made all the plans simple and easy. Today I am thinking there might be a few more people involved than just the tiny group of us. This can be sad, very sad with more tears. Why do people have to be so nice? Why would they drive miles to nowhere to a small country cemetery to spend a few minutes and then drive all the way home again? Diana says funerals are for the family and it is hard for me to understand this since it is tough being around such nice people saying nice things. It is also tough reading sympathy cards. I try to read them aloud to the little boys and Miles pipes up with “Grandma why does your voice sound funny?” It’s all those nice words on the cards that cause my funny voice but I can keep reading and my voice gets normal again.
Alberta would love it all. Her sister and brother will be there and a few of her good friends with all the good memories of the wonderful Warden days. I guess when we look back they were all wonderful. We can forget the dust storms, the winters, the isolation due to being far from the big cities, and remember how things looked to us 60 years ago. I hope the Corral is open after all as the tavern in town is closed on weekends. Maybe we can fit a few people in there for lunch. In my mind it is a huge, lovely restaurant so I need to readjust my thinking perhaps.
You need to be on Facebook and then you can follow Willie’s adventures. Mostly it is entertaining to check his status as it goes from single to married and then back again. It drives me crazy trying to be in the know with the details. He must have fun with it.
Linda called yesterday and reminded me that I need to make picture boards of some of the important days in my mom’s life. I immediately purchased the boards and now I need to go paste on the photos. Luckily I have 1000’s of photos so this will be a fun project for the day. We will miss you in Warden.
posted by Arla @ 5:24 AM
2 Comments:
Diana is right, funerals are for the living, a closure.
So all those photos will be of use. You are right, Alberta would love it. She liked nothing more than going through all those photos and trying to figure out who was who.
Say hello to my Mom and Dad for me.
Sorry we won't be there. I used to not like them (anyone who was at Grandma Great Jo's would remember), but now it's like Aunt Judy says...it's closure for the living. I'll miss following you and Mom around and trying to remember the times I was in Warden and imagining all the stories you guys have told me over the years in context. I'll miss seeing you and everyone else. I hope you end up enjoying it. I got your little card in the mail today. It was so awesome. Thank you for being the trustee of so many great family items and thank you for being so thoughtful and giving of them. Say hello to Grandma and my namesake for me, too. :)
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