Yesterday, Jamie and I went to our first funeral. Scott's grandmother (his mom's mom) passed away at the age of 92, after a long battle with Alzheimer's.
We spent nearly 2 days in rural Virginia, in Woodstock and Fort Valley. Shenandoah Valley. The area is absolutely beautiful. Blue mountains in the background, rolling green hills, wide open spaces. I met Scott's extended family, people who knew Scott when he was young. It was an emotional time, but nice to see a group of people come together and reunite. The servivce was beautiful, Jamie was amazingly well behaved (he went back and forth between Scott and I) and didn't make a peep.
I'm glad that Jamie had the opportunity to meet her several times. I remember sometime last year, when we spent the weekend with Scott's parents, and his grandma came over for dinner with his uncle. She didn't know who Jamie and I were, but she kept smiling at Jamie and commenting on how cute he was, and wondering who he belonged to.
No comments:
Post a Comment