Ginny's funerals are today. The reason for two is because they had lived for so long in Idaho before more recently moving to Montana. One daughter still lives in Idaho, but the other lives in Montana. I'm not sure how this will go down since it's a good drive from one place to the other.
I didn't go. I'm not really a funeral person. I know it's for the family. It's to share your condolences, to show them that you care. But, I'm part of the family and they know I care. My heart and prayers are with them today. Actually, none of the Wisconsin family members are in attendance, but they've all been there previously to show their love and support. They've been able to help make Ginny's last days as sweet as possible.
I'll always remember my grandmother's funeral. It was and will be permanently ingrained in my memory banks. It was one of the saddest days of my young life. I wanted to get in the casket and go with her, to be with her, wherever she was.
What brings me comfort today? Maybe just knowing they (Grandma, Granny & Ginny) are all together now, that they are looking down on us and that they know we will all be together again.