A legacy to remember

Grandma Pink's funeral was full of PINK, laughter, tears, tender memories and LOVE! All 5 children, 33 grandchildren and 42 great grandchildren were there but 3! There were some I haven't seen for at least 15 years! We all came to show how grateful we are for Grandma and the legacy she left for us to follow.
The talks given were beautiful. They reflected the person my Grandma was. She LOVED the GOSPEL and her FAMILY. They were her #1 priority. She wasn't afraid to share her testimony with ANYONE! A few years back she even made her Iranian surgeon promise to visit Temple Square before coming to see her again. (I am sure he did...no one breaks a promise to Grandma!)
We laughed as Uncle Randy recalled the pink house, with a pink fence, pink carpet, pink dishes, pink cups, pink bathroom, pink toilet.....you get the idea ;)

We were not surprised when Aunt Lanae told how when Grandpa was diagnosed with diabetes and wasn't able to fast for his responsibilities in his church calling; Grandma decided she could fast for him "It's the least I can do".

When Wade spoke he knew what Grandma would want him to say. "I LOVE GOD, I LOVE THIS CHURCH, and I KNOW IT IS TRUE!"

As I sat listening to people talk about Grandma, I thought what an honor it would be to have people say these things about me. No one questioned what she believed. She was a witness of Christ every single day of her life. In doing so she has influenced and inspired more people then she could every imagine!
On Saturday, we had a viewing in Blackfoot Idaho where she would be buried. It was so fun to meet Grandmas cousin and best friend, Loa. Loa told us about the time when she and Grandma were teenagers and hitchhiked to Salt Lake City! "Oh, we got in a lot of trouble!" Loa laughed and laughed.

We also met Grandpa's sister Bernice. He had 10 siblings. I don't think I have every met any of them. It was such a treat to hear how wonderful Grandpa was.
It was a harder than I thought to say goodbye to Grandma as they closed the casket. I miss her smile, laughter and sweet voice. I miss her phone calls asking how our family was doing and I miss seeing the excitement on her face when she would memories about her life.
I don't think I can ever wear or see pink again without thinking of my sweet Grandma.
How often do you get the opportunity to have your dad give you a personal tour of the place he grew up in? This was priceless!
My Dad showed us the farm in Aberdeen he grew up on. We got to see the shed that Grandpa built and all the fields where my Dad slaved away each day :) We were able to see the house they built (with pink brick of course)
We met Grandpa's brother Jessie and went to the house Grandma lived in when we were kids. I remember loving to come and visit. Especially when my cousins were there. We loved riding horses and playing in the hay!

The yellow house belonged to our Great Great Great Grandpa.

We finished the road trip by going to one of my Dad's favorite places in Pocatello. Costco of course! My Dad can find a Costco ANYWHERE!