Family Follow-up

I know that it's been a few months... but in May we had the funeral for both of my grandparents Oma and Opa, because we never had a funeral for Opa. ... more about the story later... Below is the text that my 12 year old cousin sent my uncle to read at the funeral since he couldn't be there. I ended up being the one to read it at the funeral. I made it about 1/2 way through before I started crying.

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I had never experienced death before. Before Oma passed I could never clearly grasp the idea of death and how it would feel if a family member died no matter how hard I tried, i always wished that i would never have to experience that feeling but everyone has to sooner or later even though you would never want to see anyone you love die. I had thought that it is something that you would get over quickly but that thought quickly changed once I had someone who I loved very much pass away. I started to come to a conclusion about death after a dream I had. The dream started with my mom, dad, sister and i arriving at Oma and aunt anns house to celebrate Christmas. Aunt Ann was waiting for us at the door but something was missing from the picture. It was oma. I roamed around the house looking for where she was. I could not physically find her. But I did find her spirit sitting in her big white chair next to the big window in the living room. I could see her at the head of the table at Christmas dinner and in the kitchen eating my favorite coffe cake. I realized that when someone dies you have to remember the memories that you have had with them and the love you shared with eachother.

I will never forget you oma.

Ethan Rose