My Grandma Miner's Funeral

Yikes! Now I'm officially a month behind on my posts...and the holidays and all of their craziness are approaching quickly. Anyways, I ended up back in New York again two months after we had been as a family. My Grandmother Miner (my Dad's mom) passed away on September 5th. We had spent a lot on our July trip so only Dagan and I went back for the funeral. Can I say I'm a little envious of moms of only one child now? (Kind of kidding. I adore my other two immensely but let's just say traveling with just Dagan was a blast in comparison to the nightmare five-hour plane ride in July with all three monkeys. (O'hare still isn't fun though, even with only one.)) Dagan and I went for a full week which meant he missed the fourth week of school, though he didn't complain about it.

I ended up singing at the cathedral during Communion at my Grandma's funeral mass. It was a solo arrangement of "Nearer My God To Thee" by Michael Hicks. I was fortunate enough to be able to have a piano accompanist last minute from the LDS ward in Glens Falls. I had kept my vocal talent hidden from my family for quite some time but I really felt impressed to sing this particular piece. Those in attendance expressed their appreciation for my musical number and I really felt that it was the perfect last tribute from me to my Grandma. The picture above is Dagan and I with my brother Andrew, his wife Betty-Jean, and my Grandpa Miner. Below is Dagan, me, Betty-Jean, Andrew, my Dad, and Gretchen (my stepmom).

Here is me with all of my cousins on my Dad's side of the family:

Not a very happy occasion but it was nice to get us together again for the first time in over a decade. On the left is my cousin TJ's wife Marci and on the right is Betty-Jean:
Dagan attended four hours of the viewing, the funeral and the graveside service and was as angel there. There are not too many times I use angelic as an adjective with my children but he was perfect when it counted the most. He got to say good-bye to Grandma and had such a peaceful understanding of where she is now. He told me he wasn't crying because he knew Grandma was happy where she is but that he knew I was crying because it would be hard for me not to see her for a very long time.

There are a few things that I wanted to document that I will remember my Grandma Miner for. Birthdays and holidays always brought the newest fashions in outfits (surprising for a grandma, huh?), complete with hairpieces and earrings. Holiday meals were amazing with many of Grandma's own, signature recipes. In fact, every Thanksgiving since I've been married, I've made her Strawberry Walnut Dessert Salad. My Grandma always had a keen interest in my academic endeavors as well as my extracurricular involvements. My grandparents attended my dance concerts and came to see me cheerleading. (The latter I have not owned up to since high school but am now because it was something she was proud of me for.) The ripple effect through the generations is so sweet. She absolutely adored my children and couldn't get enough of them whenever we were in town. She loved talking on the phone with Dagan and always got a good laugh out of some of the things Logan would come out with. Even at her rest home when we visited her in July, she had something she had won at the games they have there for each of my children.

The funeral events occupied the first couple of days in NY and then we had a few days to do some more upbeat activities. We spent a day with Grandma Polverelli (Tara's mom's mom) and time with Dagan's cousins. Tree Paad was such a hit in July that Dagan asked if we could go again. We brought Justin's son, Payton, and Maureen this time. Dagan and Payton had so much fun together.
Payton, Dagan and Aunt Maureen going down the slide together:
Payton planted a big one on Dagan...so cute!
We took Betty-Jean, Charles and Ben to this place called "Explore!", also in Glens Falls. Glens Falls is so much more exciting than when I grew up there. Well, maybe exciting isn't quite the word, but there's a lot more to do than I remember. They had a multi-story (like three or four) ball pit/slide/activity thing that they spent most of their time on.

Dagan and Charles running a vet clinic:
Taking after their Dads who are fabulous cooks (I know that should say Moms but speaking for myself, not Betty, I can only follow recipes and these two boys were very creative) in the kitchen:
Dagan at the helm as a pirate:
Betty and Ben:
All in all, a great trip in spite of the circumstances that brought us back there. Logan and Morgan were well taken care of by two of my sister-in-laws, my Mom and of course Alan, all of whom I am very grateful for. Dagan and I had some really memorable one-on-one time and a nice break from the hectic beginning of the school year. And to our family in NY, travelling with one child was so pleasant that you may not see all five of us together for a very long time. Logan says he's next!