After a few days of not working I had a strong feeling that I needed to get to Arizona. We talked to my family to see when the best time would be and my older sister was throwing her two sons a birthday party on the 12th. I knew I wanted to be there for their birthday party since I wasn’t able to for the last 2 years. On the 6th I flew down and was able to spend a full week with my older sister and her family. It has been a super fun week and I don’t want to leave! We got word Friday night (10-11-13) that my Grandma Martin passed away. My dad had wished she would have stayed a little longer for me to see her but I told him she did, she waited till I got to Arizona. I was so glad that I listened to the feeling of needing to get down there as soon as I could. The following Sunday (10-13-13) my mom and I drove down to Thatcher, when we got there we stopped at my Grandma Robinson’s house since she had dinner for us waiting. (Each Sunday all of the Robinson’s still in the area get together at my mom’s house and have dinner. That night my grandmother had it at her place since my mom would be driving home.) That night I started scanning pictures that my parents had of all of us kids and when they were younger. I scanned and scanned and scanned. I thought I had gotten them all when Tuesday night my dad found a drawer full of pictures. I had my work cut out for me. My sister’s; Kristen and her 2 boys, Bethanie and her youngest two boys and Stacey came down to Thatcher Wednesday so they could help my dad with the casket for my grandmother. Thursday night J would be flying into Mesa, Nick and Brook would pick him up at the airport. They wouldn’t be coming down to Thatcher till Friday evening since Bk had school and a test that day that she couldn’t miss. Thursday night (early Friday morning) some of our cousins from Mississippi came down for the funeral. Melissa, Amy, Terry, Tyson, and Danny, we hadn’t seen Melissa and Amy since Grandpa Herbert’s funeral last year, the last time I saw Terry, Tyson and Danny was for their dad’s funeral.
These two pictures are the most recent ones I have of her and I. These were taken when the Gila Valley Temple Dedication was going on.
Friday Morning Melissa, Amy, my mom, my dad, Bethanie, Kristen and I went and dressed Grandma. It was so peaceful and the spirit was so strong, you could also feel her there. I could imagine her wrapping her arms around our shoulders and whispering to each one of us how much she appreciates and loves us. That night we went to the viewing, I had gone with my mom so I could help hold the memory cards and pens while she held the tree. We set it down at the table, walked over to where my grandma was. We kissed her and hugged Gpa Martin, when I hugged him he said some really nice things to me and told me a few things that made me cry like a baby, he told me how much he appreciated all the calls every week. I hugged him again and kissed him again and told him how special he was to me and my family. I then went down the line and the daughters of my grandpa told me how much my grandma loved me. 20 minutes later J walks in with Nick and Bk, I give Gabe (one of my newest nephews) back to his mom Meghan and go and hug J. I show him the memory tree that Melissa thought of. We go in and saw hi to my family so he can give them hugs, after awhile of sitting I take him to see Gma and Gpa. While hugging Gpa again he makes me cry like a baby again and tells me how special I am and how much he appreciated those weekly calls to them. Before all of the family left Gpa wanted to have a family prayer. The prayer also made me cry! I went to go say my final goodbye to my grandmother and one of my grandpa’s daughter in laws hugged me Liz Martin. She told me how much my calls meant to my gma/gpa and how much my grandmother loved and still loves me. I was so emotional that night and I still am when I think about it. I keep telling myself that I need a good cry since I haven’t really cried about my gma’s death.
The next day was the funeral, it was beautiful and I knew she was pleased with how well it turned out. Sometime during that week my dad came in and showed me his laptop it had on the top “Elder Richardson – Montana Billings, Mission” . I didn’t know what he wanted me to look at, then I realized he was in the mission in our area. I asked my dad who he was and he said a cousin of mine. I’ve never met this cousin and I think it is really cool that he is serving a mission here. He is in J’s uncles ward now and loves it!
Monday 10-21-13 J and I drove with Kristen to her home in Ogden and stayed with them for the night. I’m so glad we did because we were able to help her when B-man got car sick! It was so sad to see him like that, as soon as we got home he was fine.
I’m so glad that we have the knowledge that we will get to see our loved ones again. A few weeks before my grandma passed away I heard this song on Pandara and loved it. One of the days I was in Thatcher my dad told me to come see him, when I did he had me listen to the song again.