On July 1rst, my moms mom, my grandma cleo, passed away from this life to the next. She was my last living grandparent. It is weird that they are all gone from this life. She has had dementia for the last 5 or 6 years. I hadn't visited her in about 2 because she no longer could remember who we were, and it confused and upset her. She always remembered my mom, she knew she knew her somehow, but didn't always know she was her daughter. So, it was with sadness but also joy that I found that she had passed. My grandpa passed away the day before fathers day when I was 10 years old. My grandma has been without him for a long time, and my greatest comfort was thinking of them joined back together. Her funeral was up in Brigham City, where my mom grew up and where my grandma lived until she went into a nursing home. It was a beautiful funeral, and my heart was full of the promise that Families are Forever. No better words than these.
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