Shane and the boys went to church without me today and ended up coming home early because poor Braxton cried all the way through 2.5 hrs. Dakota all the way through sacrament. It is hard to loose someone we all loved so dearly, no matter how ready she was or how prepared we thought we were, it is so hard. It is doubly hard as a parent to watch your children have to go through such sadness. It was about this time last year we started to loose our grandparents, and I feel like it will keep happening over and over for the next few years.
I never experienced this as a child, I was too young to remember my two grandpa's dying and my grandmas are still with us, although quite frail. Watching them cry and cry breaks my heart. Great learning opportunities present themselves in such situations and I hope that as a mom I can take full advantage to help them feel the spirit and know that we will see Grandma Farr again. Help them to see that she is in a better place freed from her earthly body that was causing her so much pain. She was a wonderful, talented woman and we will miss her greatly, but know we will someday be together again.
