Today was my Aunt Dottie's funeral. She raised six awesome kids who are now grown with children of their own. As her daughter Maureen said today at the funeral, she was so fortunate to see all her children grow up and know all sixteen grandchildren. My uncle and my cousins believed in my aunt's faith, so much so that they seemed quite at peace with her death.
At the cemetery all the grandchildren released pink balloons and we all watched them until they were tiny pink dots in the sky.
My Aunt Dottie crocheted me a blanket for our wedding thirteen years ago and it has become my favorite blanket to snuggle up with on the couch while I watch TV. It has also become a favorite of my kids too. She loved to bake and made this incredible swedish braid bread. I would always look forward to it at Christmas. She gave me the recipe after mine went "up in smoke". (Long funny story.) She was just so pleased to pass on the recipe to the younger generation and see us actually bake from scratch.
God saw you getting tired
And a cure was not to be
So he put his arms around you
and whispered "Come to Me"
A golden heart stopped beating
Hard working hands at rest
God broke our hearts
To prove to us
He only takes the best.
At the cemetery all the grandchildren released pink balloons and we all watched them until they were tiny pink dots in the sky.
My Aunt Dottie crocheted me a blanket for our wedding thirteen years ago and it has become my favorite blanket to snuggle up with on the couch while I watch TV. It has also become a favorite of my kids too. She loved to bake and made this incredible swedish braid bread. I would always look forward to it at Christmas. She gave me the recipe after mine went "up in smoke". (Long funny story.) She was just so pleased to pass on the recipe to the younger generation and see us actually bake from scratch.
God saw you getting tired
And a cure was not to be
So he put his arms around you
and whispered "Come to Me"
A golden heart stopped beating
Hard working hands at rest
God broke our hearts
To prove to us
He only takes the best.
I will miss my sweet Aunt Dottie.
