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| Nellie Flegel March 13, 1915-July 17, 2011 |
We got the phone call that we had been dreading (but knew it would be coming soon) last Sunday just before 7 AM. No good news ever comes when the phone rings before 8 on Sunday morning. My mom called to inform us that my grandma had passed away at 5:45 that morning. With the sadness of the news, there was also joy for her because she had been taken out of ICU the Friday before and put into hospice care, as there was nothing left medically that the doctors could do for her. As one cardiologist put it, "Her warranty has expired on her parts." 96 years of life and 10 years of dialysis care had taken its toll and her body was just plain wore out. She went into ICU on Friday, July 8 for a week and then was taken back to Warwick on Friday, July 15th and went home with Jesus on Sunday, July 17th.
Jut fielded the phone call Sunday morning and I knew by the conversation what the news meant. Jut got off the phone and said something to the effect that Grandma was having the best Sunday morning because she was worshiping Jesus in heaven. Later that day, a cousin posted the picture of the spectacular sunrise that Grandma left this world with...and it was amazing.
Sunday flew by as Sundays do around here...church, lunch, naps and back for youth group. It was a busy, hot day. Monday came with the news of when all the family would be arriving home...they started trickling in Monday afternoon through Wednesday afternoon.
Also came the decisions on Monday...as a granddaughter, there aren't many decisions to be made. But, my cousin and I did have to decide what the grandchildren (and great grandchildren) wanted to do for flowers or memorials for Grandma. We got to go on the trip to the florist. It was actually a pretty light-hearted trip...with discussion revolving around the wind mills going up near Breckenridge. At the florist, it was very interesting to see what was discussed and what the florist created. The flowers were beautiful but not what I would have envisioned based on the discussion.
Tuesday was a 'normal' morning at the house. We went to the final program for the reading program at the library, which was a circus theme. The kids had a blast. Jut came home during naptime and I went to have a baby check-up. The dr thinks it might be a girl...I'm still convinced its a boy. I was measuring 31 cm at 25 weeks. Then, we headed over to Grandpa's (& Grandma's) house for dinner with the family. Grandpa wasn't quite himself. He was using Grandma's walker, which gave my heart a start when I first saw the walker come from behind the doorway but it was Grandpa using it and not Grandma. It was bittersweet to see everyone. It is always fun when we get together but there was definitely air of sadness to all our catching up.
The end of the night was precious...Grandma would have loved watching it. My folks had E and X outside catching fireflies. There were tons and tons and tons of fireflies out. They were making themselves very easy to catch and the kids were mesmerized. It was fun to watch. It was the first time of the week I thought to myself, "I wish I had my camera!"
Wednesday was the viewing. We missed the first hour and a half of it because we thought that the kids needed to take naps. At the break, we went to my aunt and uncle's to eat and then went back for the second half. It was fun to see all the people. We had 220+ people through the funeral home to pay their respects that day. I thought that it was such a testament to the life that Grandma lived that she would have so many people come to honor her.
Thursday was the funeral. It was a miserably hot day. But, the funeral was beautiful and perfect. Pastor Dave did an absolutely amazing job with the funeral. He discussed funny stories about Grandpa and Grandma and how neither could hear and so you'd end up trying to keep up with two different conversations at the same time when at their house. He discussed how Grandma was a natural teacher and how that flowed through everything she did and he compared her to the apostle John. It was a wonderful tribute to Grandma. I couldn't imagine a better send off. Stacey shared a poignant memory of Grandma and quilting and Aunt Evie shared how much Grandma got to enjoy in the past 10 years because of receiving dialysis. It was a perfect service.
Then we went to the graveside service. I missed the majority of what Pastor Dave said there. The kids were melting (physically and behaviorally) in the hot temperatures and sun, as was I. X's head was soaked and both were miserable. So, I put them back in the car with it running. The dinner was packed. I'm not sure if everyone even had a seat. It was a little chaotic. But again, the number of people that were there was wonderful tribute to the person that my grandma was. Pastor Dave said that it was one of the largest funerals that he'd ever done for someone of that age.
After the dinner, we went to Grandpa's. X took a nap in the quiet, cool house. E enjoyed some "E" time. The rest of us just sat quietly and enjoyed each others company with some green tea. For dinner, we went up to Aunt Elaine's with the rest of the clan. The night ended with another scene that Grandma would have loved watching. The 6 youngest great grandchildren started playing in a little water fountain that my aunt has in her flower garden. The oldest is 7, then 4, 3, 2.5, and two 1.5 year olds. By the end of the night, the two littlest were running around naked because their diapers became so drenched that they were useless. They used gallons upon gallons of water but they were so precious running around playing. All the adults ended up outside watching their antics. Another kodak moment missed. My favorite picture was X drinking out of the fountain and his huge grin afterwards. They all were precious!
Friday a bunch of the family met for breakfast at a local restaurant. Four of the little great grands were there. The two 1.5 year olds loved running around the table with each other. They were quite the combo. E was the big girl and loved trying to keep track of the younger 3. Then, we gathered to write thank yous. The four little ones had a great time playing together. By lunch, X and E's cousins headed for home and my kids went home with Jut to take naps. By dinner, the thank yous were finished and my kids were back. We enjoyed one more meal with the family and then Dad took E and X 'uptown' in a wagon for ice cream, which made E's day. Another missed kodak moment. I never would have guessed a funeral week would have given me so many precious photo opportunities!
It was a long, long week, but overall a wonderful week spent with family with so many memories shared and built. It isn't often that E and X get to play with their cousins from Indiana. We usually only see them a couple times a year for 24 hour visits. It was so nice for them to have time to get comfortable with each other and play with each other. Grandma would have loved watching them interact. I enjoyed hearing other people's memories of Grandma and seeing the lady that she was outside of the title of "Grandma". It was a great week of celebrating her life.
Grandma was one of the most influential people to my life. I loved hearing her stories of traveling with her Aunt Lelya, Aunt Ruby and Aunt Mildred. I loved hearing her tell about traveling down to Arkansas to marry Grandma with Ruby and her Aunt Lelya and riding the bus to the end of the line with Grandpa and back again as their 'something special' after getting married. I loved hearing about her years as a teacher. I still can't imagine being responsible for all grades K-8 and being expected to get them 1.5 years along in their education b/c the teacher the year before didn't do well...and the fact that English was most of the kids' second language with Czech being their primary language. Craziness. I enjoyed watching her in the kitchen. I used to think she was the best cook in the world. I loved eating lunch at her house on Saturdays when Mom worked. She made wonderful lemon meringue pies. She taught me how to make pie crust. She made sure Stacey and I got to church every Sunday if Mom and Dad were working. She loved reminding me of the temper tantrums that I threw when I was little...especially if I complained about my kids' behavior. There are so many memories...I was blessed to have her in my life for 34 years. I will profoundly miss her stories, the twinkle in her eyes, her beautiful smile, her worn hands that she managed to keep busy to the end. I'm so thankful of the profound Christian influence she had on my life and the knowledge that this world is not the end. I can't wait to see her in Heaven someday!