Going Home

Monday, November 1, 2010 my Grandma K died. Gregg, the kids, and I traveled down to Fairview, OK on Friday to attend the funeral on Saturday, then traveled back so that Gregg could continue to "play war" at work on Sunday.

I thought I'd share a few photos with everyone.

This is a picture of my Grandmother, Claire Koehn Warner, when she was younger. She was born October 19, 1921 in Isabella, Oklahoma to Simon and Tillie Koehn. I think she was just beautiful.

Here are Payton and Austin walking through the Isabella cemetery after the service.

Austin and his second cousin, Summer, found a child's grave. As hard as it was to attend my Grandmothers funeral, she did have a good long life, unlike this small child.

Here we all are. My handsome husband was a pall bearer. He looked so spiffy in his uniform. I have sunglasses on because my eyes were all red and puffy, actually they still are.

After the funeral, we all went back to the Isabella church for some food and conversation. Here I am with my mom.

We changed clothes at the church and went back by the cemetery to see the grave all filled in.

Here I am with my Grandparents. If you click on the image, you can see the photo of the two of them, he was wearing a military uniform. They married April 13, 1945. My Grandpa died in 1952, my Grandmother never remarried.

Later we went back to my Grandma's farm, which had been vacant for years.

I spent quite a few weekends there with my Mother and Grandmother, so this was quite hard for me to see it in such disrepair. This place was once filled with life. She had cows, chickens, dogs, cats, ducks, you name it she had it.

My mother took this photo of me in my Grandma's bedroom where I sat and cried. I found the milk glass tea cups while there and felt that they would be a good keepsake. My eyes still hurt today from how much I have cried over the past week.

My Grandmother kept this farm going, with her 5 kids, all by herself. She was the strongest woman I've ever known. I have always admired her will and inner strength to just get things done, even when it seems impossible.

Here is my mom with one of her sisters, Wynona, who lives in Texas now. They grew up here on this farm.

Here I am on the very steps I used to play on as a child.

My kids loved being here, I only wish they could have seen it like it once was, full of joy and life.

Here I am with my Mother, Aunt, and cousins. It was so very good to see everyone, even if so much pain came with the visit.

Grandma K left behind 5 children, 9 grandchildren, 21 great grandchildren, and 4 great-great grandchildren. She was much loved by all.