the Weed Family

A few weeks ago I got a call that my aunt had passed away. Even though it was a very sad time

It was good to see and visit with family again.

My dad, aunt and grandmother

This was the first family funeral where Ella was old enough to semi understand what was going on. She is my kindhearted child. Always saying sweet comments to brighten your day. Several times during the funeral she would say, " Do you know why I am sad?......My aunt died." 

She sat in my lap during the service in the chapel. She would rub my hand. One time she reached for a Kleenex from my purse so she could wipe the tears from her eyes.