My Aunt and I met at the funeral home to make the arrangements. It was a long very tedious process selecting everything from the prayer cards to the casket. I then picked up my sons and we headed out to buy suits. Luckily we found a place where they can be (alterations) ready for tomorrow, as the wake is Tuesday night. This will be the first funeral of a loved one for my younger son, while his older brother has already been to a few.
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The impact of Gram's death upon my kids is minimal, as would be expected since they never really knew the Gram of my youth and early adulthood. The woman who I bonded with ever so much as a 15 year old losing his dad, who was her only son. As I said we are a very small family. Gram was a very private person, who did not wear her emotions on her sleeve. When she hit her mid Seventies she began to decline as a result of slowly progressive dementia. They knew her during this time.
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She adored them, and even to the very end had no trouble recognizing their faces (which says heaps) and would to spout out a story about their earliest days. There were few she remembered toward the end, and to me this is a clear indication as to just how important her two great-grandsons were to her.
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I need sleep....

I really meant to keep going daily here, but things have been popping up and I am still feeling miserably deafish.