This last weekend was crazy busy. General Conference, a plan to move in and a few more knick-knacks to do. Unfortunately, on March 26, 2012, Nate's grandma Ruth Warburton had passed away. Nate and I drove to Tremonton Friday night for the viewing. I had met his grandma a few times when Nate and I were first dating. I remember how sharp and agile she was for someone in their 80's. She was really sweet and every time she was around, I noticed how happy she was. She had that gleam in her eye where you could just tell by looking at her that she was happy. I didn't know her very well, but by the video put together and the comments made, I wish I could have known her better. Nate and I spent the night at his parents house after the viewing, so we could easily get ready to attend the funeral the next day.
My heart went out to the family as I knew it would be rough to lose a parent. During the viewing and the funeral, I had a really hard time containing my emotions. It hit too close to home. For those of you who don't know, my mother has Alzheimer's disease. She is entering stage three out of four. My brother noticed something was off early on while attending his second year of college at Snow while I was in my senior year of high school. That was about 4 or 5 years ago. I know that time is running short and that she will pass on before I want her to. Death is a part of life, but that doesn't make it any easier to lose someone who raised you.
As I previously mentioned, I couldn't control my emotions. Tears streamed down my face as I faced the inevitable that one day death would occur with my mom. I'm grateful that Nate was supportive over the weekend and willing to comfort me as I had to leave the environment at different times.
The service for Ruth was lovely and there were a lot of memories and stories shared about this wonderful woman. According to Nate, she was the youngest daughter of 13 children and one of the last surviving. Garland cemetery was bought and set up because of her influence. The bench that is seen by the tree as you enter the lot is in dedication to one of her brothers during a period of war. He was a P.O.W who was killed by Americans unknowingly, by bombing the ammunition barracks (where the prisoners were kept nearby). She was a teacher out in Lucin, Ut and Garland, Ut. She raised her four children in Grouse Creek (middle of nowhere) and Tremonton.
Anyways, Ruth did a lot in her life and she will be sincerely missed.
Nate was a pallbearer
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