Near the beginning of November, my Grandma J, 88, was put under hospice care at the nursing home she had been at since she suffered a fall about a year earlier. I decided to fly home to see her and to tell her the sex of Baby Paulsen #3. Grandma J wanted to know the sex in case she wasn't here in February. (So, yes, we found out the sex, and if we haven't shared that with you, you have to wait!)
The trip to see her was the best thing I did because she passed away on Tuesday, Dec. 4.
After some rearranging of schedules, all four of us traveled in our new minivan to Illinois. We managed to drive 11 hours the first day and the remaining 4 or so hours the second, arriving in Oregon, Illinois on Friday the 7th.
Nathan flew in on Friday. My Grandma J's sister, Sabra, and Sabra's daughter, Leeanne, arrived from southern California. And Chuck Diven, one of Grandma J's and Grandpa Jack's nephews, also joined the Putnam clan - Aunt Sue, Aunt Anne, Uncle David, Neal, my dad and my mom - to remember Grandma J.
The funeral service was held Saturday, Dec. 8. Before hand, we were allowed to bury her ashes at the cemetery ourselves.
This was especially hard, as Grandma J was my last living grandparent.
Here are some photos from the weekend from my dad:
Grandma J
Here is a link to the obit:
Grandma J's obituary
