It's hard to admit, but it took a funeral today to remind me how lucky I am to be part of an amazing family. Even though circumstances were less than ideal, it was so nice to see people I don't get to see often- people I don't get to see, period. I truly am grateful for my family- and I loved seeing them today.
My mom's Uncle Bill passed away last Saturday. I always knew him as Uncle Bill, but he was more like a second Grandpa to me. My Grandpa and his brother Bill, married my Grandma and her sister Choral, so brothers married sisters. My mom has 3 brothers, but she's the only girl- however, because of the extremely close relationship between the two families, her cousins are more like "sisters" to her, and I've never known them as anything but Aunts. Even the 1 headstone has all four names on it. Grandma, Grandpa, Choral and Bill. I've never known any different, Uncle Bill and Aunt Choral were as involved, and as much a part of my growing up as Grandma and Grandpa themselves. Needless to say- this was a bittersweet funeral. Uncle Bill has joined his sweet wife, my Grandma, my dear Uncle Bruce, darling Dani, and my favorite cousin, Julie- but he's left Grandpa here- and I hate to think of my Grandpa being lonely!
Uncle Matt, Mom, Grandpa Bob, Aunt Chris, Aunt Nancy, Aunt Deb and Aunt Mitzi