What peace the Spirit brings

On the evening of March 10th, at 11:45pm I was woken up by JC coming into our bedroom with my cell phone in his hand saying, "It was Jamie. You need to call her back." Just then JC's cell phone rang. It was Jamie again. I answered to a quivering voice telling me that my Grandpa had had a heart attack and died. In shock, I cried out loud and clung to JC as my little sister attempted to give me details through her own shock and tears. After we hung up I told JC and we started to pack a suit case to go home to Idaho Falls to be with family.
On our way home I called my Mom and was informed that they had not yet come to take Grandpa away yet. JC hurried to the Rexburg hospital and we hurried inside. The rest of the family had already left. My Mom and Grandma were there and my Mom asked the nurse if I could see my Grandpa. After a few moments I walked into Grandpas room. I was sad yet felt so peaceful. Grandpa looked so peaceful. I stroked his head and kissed his cheek a few times and through tears said my goodbyes. After a few moments my Mom informed me that they needed to take him. JC took my hand and we left the emergency room.
That night we went and stayed at my Grandmas house. I thought I would have a hard time being there but there was a very sweet spirit there. It felt like a hug. I know Grandpa was able to be there. I didn't sleep much and got up early to call my parents that I nanny for to inform them of what had happened and that I was going to be out of town for the week. They were all amazingly supportive and expressed their condolences. After getting all my phone calls made, I sat on the front porch, staring into the field across the road from my Grandparents house, reminiscing over my memories of my Grandpa. It was a gorgeous morning and so peaceful. After a while I went inside and sat in the big rocking chair looking over pictures. It helped so much. I am so glad to have had the opportunity to be there.
The evening after Grandpas passing, all the grand kids (that could) and great-grand kids got together for dinner and memories at Grandmas house. We all laughed, we cried, and we all shared some great memories.



































The following days were spent with Grandma and preparing for the funeral. So many friends, neighbors, ward members, and family came to visit and express condolences, bring food, and share hugs, tears, and memories.