The morning after Mother’s memorial service we, Jerry, Pam, Gene and I, headed for Washington. Mother’s ashes were to be buried with Dad’s at Stanwood, Washington. I just can’t believe both of my parents are gone.
Jerry and Gene loading the car.
I had been at my brother’s house for three weeks! When I went I expected to be there less then one week!
So we had good-byes to say. Jennifer, Heidi (dog), Chris Williamson and Lisa Naughton grandchildren of Mother.
Jacob was waiting across the street for his school bus. He is the son of Jennifer and Chris.
We also said good-bye to Christy and Tim, our daughter from Columbia, South Carolina and our son from Regina, Saskatchewan, Canada. They drove to Denver and then flew to their own cities.
There were others to say good-bye to too but some we met up with, in Washington later, for the inurnment.
Pam, our daughter and Gene, our son-in-law, drove us to Washington and then all the way back to Michigan! Gene did all the driving! He wanted to… That was a lot of driving and a lot of miles for four people to ride together without even one cross word spoken!
When we got to Portland, Oregon we found the cemetery where my sister, Lorraine, is buried. She died, suddenly, on September 4, 2012. We put flowers on her grave and on my brother-in-law, Bob Meadows grave.
I wrote about this in a previous blog…We Found It
On to Washington.
A beautiful bouquet of flowers for Grandma Williamson, from the grandchildren and great-grandchildren, was delivered to the cemetery. Other flowers were from grandchildren, Rhonda and Sonja.
Red Roses were brought by friends, Gene and Beth Stewart.
An inurnment service is short and to the point. A time of committing a person’s ashes to the ground. Rev. Chris Williamson, grandson of Mother, son of Bill and nephew of me, read scripture, spoke a few words and prayed. The sun was so bright he couldn’t see to read without his sunglasses! He did a good job and I was proud of him. Mother and Dad would have been proud too!
A very touching ending was when friend, Gene Stewart, led us in singing, Amazing Grace.
Richard, son of Mother, older brother of me and Cookie.
Eric, Rhonda, Mackenzie, Austin, Christine and Sonja all came up from Portland. Eric, Rhonda, Christine and Sonja were grandchildren of Mother. Mackenzie and Austin, daughters of Eric and Rhonda were great-granddaughters of Mother.
When cousins are spread across the country it’s hard to get together. I took a picture of the cousins who met in Washington. Rhonda from Oregon, Chris from Colorado, Pam from Illinois, Sonja, Christine, Austin and Mackenzie all from Oregon. Five were grandchildren and two were great-grandchildren of Mother.
Goodbye, Mother and Dad! I WILL see you again!