Change of Plans

So what was supposed to be a weekend of fun in St. George with my family turned into a sad weekend in California.
It began Monday night when my Mom got a call from her sister in Cali saying that they've given my grandpa hours to live. She was already scheduled to fly out Tuesday morning but changed her flight to fly out Monday night instead. She got to the hospital about midnight and spent the rest of the night with my grandpa. When my mom got there he woke up for a brief moment and said, "Hi, Diana." He passed away Tuesday morning around 6. I'm glad she was able to be with him when he took his last breath.
The decision was made that we all didn't think it would be right to go on a family vacation without mom and dad so we canceled Tuachan. Tuachan was nice enough not to charge us the rescheduling fee because of the circumstances.
Then we all began planning our trip to Cali. My Dad decided to drive down, he left thursday. Cristal and I decided to fly, we also left Thursday. Kristin and her whole family drove down but made a family vacation out of it stopping at fun places along the way like the Jelly Belly Factory and Alcatraz. My aunt Jewel and her husband were already there because they drove down for Father's Day. My cousin Derek and his wife and small baby drove from AZ. and my other 3 cousin flew down Friday.
Friday we all got together at my Uncle Richard's and put together some memory boards with pictures to display at the funeral. We also had dinner and had time to just visit with everyone. It was so nice to see all of the California family. I think it's awesome that every one of my Grandpa's grandchildren were able to be there to honor him.
Saturday was the funeral. The picture on this post is from a bouquet from his funeral. The Calla-Lily is mine and my grandpa's flower. He knew I really liked them so a while back he planted them in his yard just for me. Anytime my mom or I would visit, he would always take us out to see them. If it was just my mom visiting, he would ask my mom to take a picture of them so that she could show me when she got back to Utah.
The funeral was really nice, my mom gave a beautiful and emotional talk, my uncle Richard was more on the funny side with his talk, and my Uncle Mike, being from the military, was on the more serious side. They all did a really great job at honoring my grandpa. After the talks were over, the military folded the flag that laid on the casket and gave it to my uncle Mike to present to Mary (my grandpa's wife). Then we went to the Sheraton for a luncheon.
I'll post more about the weekend when I have the pics downloaded, so check back.