My weekend.

I am so thankful that my husband decided not to go into work on Tues because it was the day I found out that my grandpa died. He was my mothers father. She was an only child so we were his only grandkids. Naturally we were close to them.. The funeral was set for Friday and the graveside was Saturday. Traci was flying into SLC on Thursday morning and picking up Tory, Shelby, and Taylor in Rock Springs on her way to Pinedale. Trav and Ty were heading to Pinedale on Thursday also. Jeff and I couldn't go until Friday morning because 2 guys at work had quit at work so they were shorthanded as it was.

Well the roads were closed both ways to get to Pinedale. Trav and Ty went the very long way. They went down through Soda Springs and over that way. The normal 2 1/2 hour drive had turned into a 5 hour drive. I was worried about getting there because we weren't leaving until Friday morning and we wouldn't have enough time to make the 5 hour trip if the rest of the roads stayed closed. Thankfully the roads through palisades opened and we were able to make it. It was a beautiful funeral and went very smoothly.

I was debating on whether or not to go to the graveside in Logan because the weather was going to be crappy and Jeff couldn't go with me. I had finally decided to go anyway when I got a phone call from my mom saying that both she and grandma voted against me and they didn't want me to come. They were worried as was I about Garrett only being 2 months old and being out in the crappy weather. I was told that the graveside went off without a hitch. My grandmother says that she will be leaving soon also. I hope not too soon. Her death will be a lot harder on everyone. Thanks for all your support. Love you all.