farewell, for now

I flew to Tucson Friday afternoon for my grandpa Waynes funeral, which was ha following day. What a beautiful service! I sent to the viewing at 9am Saturday. I waked into the room to view his body. I looked at him. He was taken care of, well. I felt so overwhelmed though. I looked back at my grandma Betty, I said, he looks good. I said it with a trembling voice and tears streaming down my face. I knew he was in a better place, but my heart was still broken it seemed.

My dad and mom and all siblings flew in, except Mikelle. Dad gave the eulogy. He held back tears a few times, which made us cry. All the grandkids sung I am a child of god. It was sweet. I had a hard time emotionally keeping tears in. I let my cousins sing for me.

We had a police escort to the Binghampton LDS cemetery, where my brothers, Dad, uncles and cousins lowered him into the ground. He's buried next to his.first wife, Shirley. Who died at age 38 of breast cancer,.my dad was 15. He's also buried below his mom and dad as well as my sister Ashlee. We stayed to throw flowers onto his casket, then give Ashlee, Grandma and Grandpa Elledge flowers and to pay respect to them. As emotional as the weekend was, it was more than worth the time and money. Life is so very short. Make friends with enemies, be kind to everyone, forgive those who have hurt you long ago. I haven't seen some Elledge family members in 20yrs. It took a funeral to change that. I'm determined to keep in better touch with them now. Even more than before.

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God be with you til we meet again, Grandpa.

This breaks my heart writing. But, I hope it will aid me to not be so sad.



Friday, my beloved Grandpa Wayne, fell ill. It escalated to the point that my grandmother felt the need to call 911, and get him immediate medical attention. My Aunt emailed us of the circumstances, and that we should all pray for him and she would keep us posted. As we all fasted and prayed for him to make a speedy recovery. I got an email from my mom this morning, to call her ASAP. My heart sank. It was in a giant double knot as I hit "Call" on my Skype. I heard her voice tremble, as she told me my sweet grandpa had passed at 8am MST this morning. I immediately broke down into tears, and have many in my eyes as I write this.

I'll remember his stories of olden days, and modern. The many about family history, old prospector tales, La Eurena stories of the southwest. The list goes on. I'll miss his jokes, his sense of humor, his never ending love of the gospel and Christ. What a role model I was blessed with! He had such wise advice, and spoke with such depth and sincerity and love. Not everyone can do all of those at one, but he did.

He was faced with trials in life, and got through them well. I admire him for being true to his faith, to his children.

I miss you grandpa, my heart is in pieces, but it will heal. I'm so glad you're in a better place, are surrounded by love and such beautiful people.

Grandma, I'm praying so much for you. I can't thank you enough for being so sweet to me all these years. I love you so much! I will come visit you anytime, you've always been my grandma to me!

This is a time where I'm glad I have my faith. I believe, that if you're religious or not, the thought of a heaven, is better than 6ft under. I know his casket will be, but his spirit lives on among wonderous people.