Papa fought a good fight with cancer for 13 years and on September 11, 2008 his struggle here on the earth ended and he returned home where his family members were waiting for him. I have many special memories of my grandfather that I will cherish forever!
Kenzie and I flew out of Phoenix last saturday to attend his funeral back in Charleston, South Carolina. All of my siblings and of course my parents were all there to attend the funeral. I was able to visit with Nanny, and my heart just ached for her. I can't imagine the heartache she has right now. All I could do was to hold her hand and let her know I was there for her and tell her that I loved her. I am really glad that I brought Mackenzie with me. She definately helped to lighten things up and brought a smile to her great-grandmother's face.
We were able to have a family viewing before all the friends came, and it was so hard to see a loved one lying there. i am a cry baby anyways, but death is hard for me. Regardless of the plan of salvation and the assurity of me seeing him again one day, I hurt to know that he is gone, and to see who he left behind. The one thing that brings me peace and comfort is that his pain and struggle is over. He is happy and I know he is watching over us! After the viewing, the funeral started and then off to the cemetary. All of us granddaughters sang "I am a Child of God" before they lowered the casket.
Overall, the funeral went well and I know that my grandmother was pleased with all who came to pay their respects.
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