Where to begin? First of all, my grandma, Lucille Krueger, died October 3, 2010 at the age of 92. She had lived a full, blessed life and was ready to begin her next journey. But it’s still so sad. She was my last living grandparent, which puts me in the next phase of my life. She was the kindest, most gentle woman who gave so much in the way of love to her family, service to her community, and reverence to her faith in God. I know she is now resting peacefully.
This is the only picture I took during the service. My mom was sitting in front of me, holding my nephew, Matthew. There was a very special part of the service where they played a recording of my brother singing the Lord’s Prayer (from my cousin’s wedding.) For any of you who knew my brother, you know what an incredible voice he had. It had been so long since most of us heard him sing (5 1/2 years since he passed away in a car accident) that I almost forgot just how beautiful. Grandma was so sad when he died and always said, “He was supposed to sing at my funeral.” Well, Grandma, you got your wish, and gave all of us a beautiful memory to hold on to. I looked up as my mom held Matthew tightly (my brother’s namesake)…and took this one simple shot.
I’m pretty sure my grandma and brother are playing endless games of 99 and Lucky 13 right now.
Later at the cemetery, it was a unique moment to have all of the family together, so we did lots of portraits. I also took lots of candids.
Grandma’s children (my dad’s on the right)
A final interesting shot of my two boys. Owen’s eating popcorn on the right. Harper is looking for leaves to eat.