After Grandma's funeral, which was very sweet, we all followed outside to bid her a final farewell. The oldest grandson from each family was invited to be a pallbearer, so Shane was asked to participate. Oh how I wish I had a picture of the moment Shane spent with Grandpa just after Grandma's casket was loaded into the hearse. I was just getting out my camera, hesitant to whip it out and start snapping right at first. I hope I can remember that picture in my mind forever though. It was really tender and emotional. There was a scheduling conflict, so the internment at the cemetery was not held until a few days after the funeral. Therefore, we were not traveling to the cemetery right afterward. I took some candid shots to capture the reverent, reflective time while everyone just lingered for a bit outside, sharing hugs and greetings before we went back inside for the luncheon prepared by the ward.
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