When my brother Brandon was a teenager, Faezer could frequently be heard saying she would die of aggravation. And she did. I think the leukemia, multiple strokes, and recently diagnosed diabetes and bone cancer were extremely aggravating. (She also used to joke that she wanted her tomb-stone to say "I told you I was sick!" She was!)
The night she died, all five of her kids were with her around her bed. Her husband of 5.5 years, John, and my sister-in-law Christina were also there.
I was lucky enough to have arrived in Utah the Sunday before she died which was her last semi-coherent day. My sister living in Romania also arrived on Sunday so my mom got to see all of us and knew we were all there with her. The same night, five of her siblings drove from all over Utah to see her. The sixth sibling in California got to see her via Skype. There was a lot of singing, and a lot of kissing her on the forehead.
Over the next few days, one of us was with her almost every minute. We sang her a million songs: lullabies, hymns, primary songs, and Anne Murray. Sunday she was able to sing along in perfect harmony. By Monday she could only hum a little.
Brandon gave the Eulogy and Uncle Duane (Mom's baby brother) and the bishop also spoke. I sang with my siblings, "You Are My Sunshine", and mom's siblings sang "Abide with Me Tis Eventide".
It was extremely sweet to see so many friends--old and new-- and family members attend. It was a great party and I know she was there enjoying it with us. You could just feel the love people had for her radiating through the room.
It is pretty much universally acknowledged that my mom was an angel incarnate. She made everyone around her feel loved, admired, and appreciated. The funeral was a testament of that.
The grandkids released white balloons with notes for Grandma in heaven.
Everyone who wanted one got a piece of bubblegum in her honor.
We sang her one last lullaby--"Tell Me Why"--a family favorite.
Love you Mommy!!!