Grandma's Funeral

Grandma passed away on January 20, 2009, the night of

her birthday. Grandma was a beautiful, amazing woman.

Some things we remember about grandma was: Her smell,

she always smelled good and anything that came out of

her house had the smell of grandma (thanks to estee lauder

perfume). She loved shoes and had enough to fill at least 3-4

closets. She always had fun jewelry and would let us try

it all on. When we would all go visit she would always make

chili and it was always good. At her house in Cedar City she

had a gum ball machine and she would never stop giving

us pennies, even if our parents didn't want us to have

anymore. We knew we would always get cookies for

breakfast, because that was her breakfast of choice!

Grandma always loved us and always wanted

the best for each of us. We love you grandma!!!

At the funeral, many of the grandchildren participated

in the program. Some held it together a lot better than

others. All of my brothers and sisters sang a song for

the musical number, called "She" by Cherie Call.

Before the funeral started we were practicing and I

was a complete wreck, Joe claims I am pregmotional!

Here are the words to the song, who wouldn't cry if

you think about your grandma or mom when you read it.

"SHE"

She is not the picture on the magazine

She's the woman just behind you at the checkout stand

She may appear to be common but she mystifies

In all the ways the wisest men and children understand

'Cause she has eyes that sparkle with her love

And she has a smile that's as gentle as a dove

And no woman from a movie or an could ever hope to be

As beautiful as she

She is not a highly honored diplomat

Held responsible tolead the world to peace

But what she does is every bit as serious

Amidst the turmoil everywhere that will never cease

'Cause she has hands that wipe the tears away

And she has a voice that makes everything OK

And no woman from the papers or TV could ever hope to be

As indispensable as she

And it breaks my heart everytime I see her wonder

If she means anything in this world that pulls her under

And she doesn't always see the way that Heaven

smiles above her

That's the reason I try to always tell her that I love her

'Cause she may not be known for giving millions

To the charities and auctions on the news

But I believe she's given more than anyone

In all the times she's ever had to choose

To give up sleep to rock her children every night

And give her heart to always hold their dreams so tight

And the best that you or I could ever hope to be

Is as wonderful as she

And the best that you or I could ever hop to be

Is as wonderful as she