It was a beautiful day.
A day filled with stories and celebration and lots and lots of tears.
It still doesn't feel totally real.
Brent offered the family prayer before we walked into the funeral service.
It was a beautiful.
He has such a way of inviting the spirit.
It was what all our hearts needed.
The funeral service was full of stories and lots of laughs.
He sure was a fun one.....such a tease.
But along with that, his kids did some stupid stuff, but he always responded with love and patience.
And the deep love he had for his sweetheart.
They talked about how he lost a part of him when Grandma died.
He wanted nothing more than to be back with her.
So it is sad for us.....but also so happy.
Such a beautiful thing to have them reunited.
He adored her.
They were each other's world.
Such a great example of true love, of how to love and respect each other.
Oh I love those two and what they were to me in my life.
Cassi sang a beautiful song, Peace in Christ.
She did so good and brought tears to many eyes.
And as I was watching her, I kept thinking how much she looked like Grandma Ene….made my heart happy.
The closing song was Gethsemane, sung by all the grandkids and great grandkids.
All of them....so many of them!!!!!
It was a beautiful thing.
Porter was a pallbearer, along with the other grandsons.
It made my heart happy to watch those strong young men carrying his body.
The rest of the day was spent telling more stories and enjoying time with family.
I am so grateful to have married into this family.
There really is no better stock out there!
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