All of her grandsons-the Pallbearers--what a beautiful moment
A day of mourning. A day of rejoicing. A day of reuniting. A day with family. A day of memories. A day to laugh. A day to cry. A day of beautiful music. A day of talents displayed. A day to hug. A day to embrace. A day to watch. A day to serve. A day for a final farewell. A day to celebrate her life. Today, June 18th, we spent a day with Grandma Ballantyne. Our last day on earth with Grandma "B". A strong legacy left behind.
Cousins-same age group
Childhood Best Friend Selina and her son Julian came to support our family. We love them.
My Mom, her Dad, and siblings.
Seeing Grandma in the open casket was unreal. It didn't even look like her. Not my Glo Ball. It was a great reminder for me though that our body is just our vessel to get through this life. When our Spirit leaves our body, our body is just a body, a beautiful creation and gift from God, but no more without our Spirit. The service was peaceful. Very beautiful and uplifting. We remembered her for who she was and her favorite phrase, "Oh Dear".













