Saying Goodbye.

I don't mind being that person in the family that takes pictures at inappropriate times. Because by doing so, I have wonderful pictures of my Grandad's funeral that took place on Monday.

If you don't like seeing pictures of funerals, well, skip this post.

It was a beautiful service.

 

The chapel felt familiar to me, even though I had never been in it before. Maybe because Doug was speaking, but it reminded me of his preaching days.  Here he is talking with my Grandmother before the service.

Doug did such an incredible job with the serivce. I know it was very hard for him, but I can't imagine anyone who could have done a better job.

Grandad was one of the few surviving WWII Navy veterans. The presenting of the flag was rather poignant.

 

After the service, was the burial. For the end of September, it was hot.

 

And finally, here is a picture of my mom and me. It was actually taken earlier in the day, but I like ending posts on a happy note. Don't we look pretty.

A life well lived.

If you have read many of my blog posts, you know that my family is the core of who I am. Not just my husband and children, but my FAMILY..  My parents, my sisters and their husbands/children, my cousins, my grandparents and even our close friends.

You have probably read posts about my grandparents.

Well, my granddad, Hoyt Greene died yesterday afternoon.

It is with heartache that I write this, but also with joy.

Grandad was born in 1917 and lived well.

He taught our family to LOVE.

He taught our family to READ.

He taught our family that we could be ANYTHING!

He and my grandmother raised four girls to be strong women.
That legacy has been passed down to my sisters and me.
That is what I am teaching my daughters.

Grandad loved politics and economics.
In his retirement, he went to the library almost everyday and as a child I went with him during the summers sometimes. I loved the children's section of the big downtown Fort Worth library. After we finished at the library, we'd stop by and check the stock market and make it back to the house for lunch with Grandmother.

One of the best gifts that Granddad and Grandmother gave to us grandchildren was the feeling like we were their favorite. My sisters each think that they were the favorite, but I know that I was! :)

Grandad did this with giving his undivided attention to me.

Grandad did this with my children.

Here are the most recent pictures I have with my girls and Grandad.
Granddad is reading "Daddy's Girl" to Kylie and Lexi.

Oh how precious these memories are.

And how thankful I am to have these pictures to show my girls.

As we say goodbye to Grandad, I want to remember to love wholeheartedly and with undivided attention to my family. To honor our family traditions and to live with the integrity and quite compassion of my Grandad.