We had a delayed memorial service for my dad in June. With Covid going on, we didn't feel comfortable hosting a large gathering before now. The mountain house was a perfect place to have it... lots of friends, an open-air chapel, and warmer weather. A great crowd showed up, the grandkids all got to talk, and we had a gathering at my sister's cabin afterwards! It was just perfect, and my dad would never have expected so much love. He was a very loved man.
Here are some pics and videos from the day, but first...
This was really cool. I haven't seen a single rainbow since my dad passed away. I always hear of people seeing rainbows and feeling peace from it after a loved one dies, but I haven't seen any. As we were driving up to the mountains, there was a rainbow that started off really faint...
With this one... I could see the end! I debated looking for the pot of gold (hehe), but was completely blown away when I noticed that the end of the rainbow was exactly at the spot where we turn left off this highway to go down to our house. This highway, we are on for 70 miles, and the place we are to turn off, the end of the rainbow is there. How incredible is that?? Gave me some peace for sure.
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