On this beautiful spring like day, we said our final farewells to my oldest brother, who passed away Thursday. He is finally at peace and does not have to suffer anymore. He will be sadly missed by family who just his own the number is 53 with children, grandchildren, and that does not include the brothers and sisters. There is 8 of us left and we were all there excepting one sister with family members. Church was packed and as the funeral home was for visitation.
I got to see family that I haven't seen for a long long time. Why is it always either a wedding or funeral when we see family anymore?
All of the stories that were told the last two days of our childhood, fishing
episodes, you name it. It was him and my other brother who helped teach us how to fish. We were talking about how you ate what mom fixed or you went hungry. We never turned anything down. We talked about the things we did when our cousins came to visit. We always played sports, basketball, football, baseball, when we all got together. We would choose up sides so no one had all of the older ones on their teams. I will miss him dearly, but I know he is is going to a better place.
Now for a little different story. My oldest grandson got give carriage rides with a team of horses the other day. He had driven a pony and cart around the farm, but had never drove a team of big horses. The carriage was the Cinderella Carriage. It came time they needed to get something to eat so they drove to the Taco Bell with the team and carriage. It made for a good talking piece when people saw the horses tied up and the carriage sitting there. He had a fun time. He went with the one that he puts up hay for in summer to help him.
Hopefully things will settle down for a little bit with no one having health issues. We don't need anymore for a while. The aides at the nursing home took hubby outside today because it was so pretty for February.
Thank you for all the prayers and condolences. You all in blog land are the best. Take care.