We headed up to the visitation (about 5 hours away) on Sunday morning and stayed for the funeral on Monday. The boys did well considering the long drive-we mostly hung out in the basement of the funeral home. Ryan took the news really well-he was very matter-of-fact about how Grandma went to heaven and got a new body and that we'll see her again when we go to heaven.
|They displayed the last roll of film from Grandma's camera and this was the last picture in the book.|
The funeral service was very nice as we knew it would be with Adam's dad leading it. The grandchildren all got to share their favorite memories including her baking, canning, curlers, and saving everything. A few of my favorite stories were the Mol grandsons admitting how they would come in with their dirty boots and shimming on the rug all the way across the kitchen to the cookie jar and back out the door before Grandma caught them sneaking. Verlyn also talked about how if there were 3 green beans left after a meal, she would save them in the fridge. He called it the original 3-bean salad. She also gave us homemade jam and bread for Christmas and once a granddaughter discovered the jar she got was labeled 1997 (in 2013).
|Cohen at the funeral lunch.|
We will miss Grandma Mol very much but are grateful for the wonderful legacy of faith she left.
|Ryan as a baby|