This past week has really flown by, yet dragged on. It hasn't all been fun, and it hasn't all been bad either. Make sense?
We started out with Thanksgiving. It was beautiful. We spent the evening with my Dad's family, enjoying a great meal and fun conversation. But that day was also very sad. Keith's Grandpa passed away that morning. It's hard to find yourself in that situation. Celebrating Thanksgiving, yet mourning at the same time. It's a very strange feeling.
The next three days were spent planning for the weekend, which also included celebrating and mourning. Thursday evening we loaded up in our van, drove three hours, and then put the kids to bed at Keith's parents house. It was so good to be there.
Friday we spent remembering Grandpa Brandt, sharing memories, and saying goodbye. It was a beautiful funeral, if a funeral can be. I know Grandpa Brandt will be greatly missed.
Saturday included house hunting with Darren & Stacey (Keith's little sister and her husband) and celebrating a couple birthdays. Stacey and Keith's Dad are both another year older (and wiser, of course).
Sunday was a gorgeous day. We started out with a community church service in Riveton, and then celebrated Thanksgiving together for lunch. Great food, and even better company :) Faspa at Grandma Brandt's house was a great way to end our weekend.
It was full, busy, crazy, beautiful, sad, tiring, and now it's over.