The Funeral

No one should ever have two blog posts with the word "funeral" in the title. Ever! Let alone two within eight days of each other. Today was Grandma Bergeson's funeral and I'm absolutely positive she would have loved every minute of it, being that she planned it out herself a few years ago. I guess one day she got the itch to plan it all out and asked each of her children and her stake president, who just also happens to be her son-in-law, to speak. She even gave each person a time limit. :) All the kids' talks were very tender, with loving memories of how Grandma's life as a mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, friend, and neighbor was Christlike and service-oriented. She truly took on every aspect of motherhood--a protector, teacher, provider, sacrificer, mentor, and friend. I especially loved my dad's talk. I love my dad so much and it was especially touching to hear his comments about his mother while his feelings were so close to the surface. I got to sit by him during the service and I will never forget holding his hand as tears ran down both our faces, remembering and missing his mother. My cousin Kara also spoke and represented the grandkids. She brought back floods of memories that included bunky beds, Rig A Jig Jig, and yummy food. And the musical numbers were perfect. Grandma was quite the singer herself and loved to listen to all the grandkids perform. Even me, a girl without a single musical bone in her body. There was a piano solo and two songs; one was a song Grandma used to perform in a trio when she was younger and the other was "How Great Thou Art," one of her favorites. But one of the highlights of the day for me was having several people, strangers and family, tell me that this picture of Grandma looks like me. I'd take that kind of compliment any day.After the funeral, we ate lunch at the church, then drove up to Lewiston to the cemetary. My dad grew up in Lewiston and I have fun memories of driving up to Cache County and Dad showing us his old stomping ground. The weather cleared up nicely just in time for our arrival and the remainder of the service. It was nice to be surrounded by my family, all of my cousins, and Grandpa Bergeson. Man, I really love Grandpa.We spent the rest of the day reminiscing in Logan. We ate dinner at Frederico's where Dad ordered a mushroom and ham pizza, Grandma's favorite. After dinner we got some Aggie Ice Cream. Grandma worked at USU for 20 years and Aggie Ice Cream has always been one of my family's favorites.
We also stopped by the temple as a reminder that families are forever.
Till we meet again! I love you, Grandma!