We were so sad when we got the call that Grandpa Brown passed away. Last night we drove to Liberal where we stayed the night in a hotel and then drove into Plains today for the funeral. I don't know if you've ever been to western Kansas...but it is flat out there. I remember hearing the news report that some college had done a study that proved that it is actually flatter than a pancake! So would it seem strange that this is what we saw out our window as we drove to the funeral?....
No, those weren't mountains on the horizon...those were actually really low clouds! I love when clouds form in such a way along the horizon that it looks like mountains. It made for such a beautiful drive across the plains that are typically void of any breathtaking views.
The funeral was hard. It's never easy to say goodbye to someone you love. Brody is the last person in our immediate family who got to spend some time with Grandpa Brown (this summer while he was on his vacation with Grammy). Brody has such a tender heart for our grandparents and I was a little worried about when the reality would set in for him. He was so fidgety during the funeral...so much so that he was practically falling out of the pew. So untypical of him! Meanwhile Barrett sat there quietly listening. Looking back on it, I think this was the first time Brody wasn't able to avoid the inevitable. Any other time that we've brought up the topic of Grandpa Brown's passing, Brody would change the subject or leave the room. Stuck in a pew at church...he was unable to escape.
It wasn't until we reached the graveside that he gave in to grief. Again, he was fidgety and was whining about being hungry. Mike leaned down and said, "Brody, this day isn't all about you. We are here celebrating Grandpa Brown's life." At those words, Brody lost it. He threw his arms around Mike and clung to him sobbing. He held on for a long time just letting out all his tears.
No comments:
Post a Comment