It’s still unreal that Dad is gone! On Friday we had the funeral at the Monte Vista Chapel. The very chapel that dad helped build as a young man! We had a family viewing at 11am. We had an open casket and were able to see his body and say goodbye. There were lots of tears and memories and a family prayer from Sean.
The Funeral was at 11am. It was a very nice tribute to dad. So many neat memories and feelings. Each of us 12 kids got to share a memory and there was a lot of love in the room. It was nice to see lots of friendly faces and good friends. Bishop Chris Avila conducted the meeting. And then at the end we all followed the casket out to the car and then up the hill to the cemetery.
Joel dedicated the gravesite and then we each took a moment to leave a flower and a final goodbye to Dads mortal body. We took pictures there which seems a little odd but I guess it’s in remembrance of Dad’s legacy. We have an awesome family and things are going to be different without Dad leading and guiding us like he always has but I do find peace in the plan of salvation. I do have faith in the next life and the chance to be together again. I know that Dad’s earthly life is over but his spirit lives on. I also feel that God must have needed him to have called him home even after healing his body. I would love to KNOW exactly where he is and what he is doing!
On Thursday we hung out with the cousins and waited for all the family to come to Oroville. We ran back and forth between Kevins house and the Stutzneggers. We got set up in our rooms and the girls over in the bunk room. Keith and Susan started the ice cream machine and we played hard. Kevins house is great. The fruit trees are amazing
That afternoon we went over to the church to set up for the funeral. And then we relaxed at the house and made sure that we were ready for Friday. A bunch of people brought take and bake pizza – like 10 different people each brought 2 pizzas to feed us. There was a lot of love and a lot of visiting. Oroville is awesome. The young boys challenged the brothers in some basketball and we had fun all being together. Shannon and Tommi and some Eggers got in at midnight so we were all there except the 2 missionaries.
On Wednesday February 24th we packed up the van and drove to California to be there for the Funeral. We drove straight to Oroville to Kevin and Liz’s house – FIRST ones there!
About an hour outside of Oroville the van started acting up! It made some loud clunks and it was having a hard time shifting. We were maxed out at 55mph on the back roads of berry creek, no cell service and getting a little worried. We did make it to Kevins house so – – so grateful to not be stranded in the middle of Nevada somewhere! So we unloaded the van and then ran it down to John Hancocks to get a diagnosis. He said that it was Transmission – the transmission shop was already closed for the day so we had to wait and take it in on Thursday morning. So – – Thursday morning, we dropped it off at the shop. Thursday afternoon they diagnosed that the transmission was shot. Parts were disintegrated. They would rebuild it for 3,500-4,000. We left it in the shop and bummed rides off of everyone for the weekend. We figured we wouldn’t make it home Sunday as planned but really just needed to be home for Lily’s wedding on Thursday.
We checked back in on Monday morning and it wasn’t done but it was coming along and should be done that evening! And it was. We got the van back at 5:00 Monday so we could drive home Tuesday!
We got heart attacked! and Tiago and all of the kids were so happy that their teachers saved all of their Valentines for them even though they were in St. George during Valentines day!
These two just goofing around before bed time.
And I had to snap this picture of Raymonds dinner – there are lots of foods he just doesn’t like!
And my apartment 79 girls spoiled us with Crust Club for days!
That same Sunday that I got home from CA we hurried over to drop some things off with Joel and Megan before they left the next morning to drive out for the funeral week. With Kit being so small they borrowed a Motor Home and made the trip that way and took Kylee and Annie with them!
Ben held down the fort and they ate all the yummy food! I was gone for 5 days! I always have mom guilt when I do that but I really wanted to do that. While I was gone our ward brought dinner to Ben and the kids on Weds and Thurs. And Michelle and Kristin brought a meal and then Erica fed the kids on Saturday after Marens baptism and then on Sunday we had more leftovers.. Anyway, people are so generous!
And Alex got his mission call to Chile while I was gone!
Brewer had his 2 surgeries the day dad died. So Ben had to take care of his wounds that week I was gone. He kept taking his bandages off and he ripped open the stitches on his foot so then we had to keep him in the cone and keep it wrapped! Crazy Dog!
That next morning after dad died Ben and I got the kids off to school and then Erica took me to the airport. It was snowing but we made it out of there 🙂 And I was headed off to be with Mom and with anyone else that could break away and be together and be sad together and start to plan a funeral.
It was amazing how quickly word spread about Dad. So many people knew the night of and by the next morning people were calling and texting and leaving things on the porch!
Kelsey and I flew together in First Class! And it worked out for Josh and Mal to come pick us up. From the airport we went straight to the Oroville Cemetery to pick a plot for dad! And then to Sheer Memorial Mortuary to make Funeral plans!
After all the planning – realizing that we couldn’t have the funeral on the next Monday or right away on Friday – We got everything set for the next Friday the 26th! Kind of far away but that was what seemed to work. After the errands we went to Kevin and Liz’s house where people had tons of food waiting for us and moms friends were across the street at the Stutzneggers waiting to hug her and Bishop Avila was getting in to town about 8pm and could come finalize the church part of the Funeral plans.
We went back to Sacramento that evening and I slept over at Moms Condo with Christy, Kelsey, Mom and Michael. Tracie and Ryan and Josh all went home. On Thursday we got a few things done at the Condo and put aside for the funeral. We called and ordered a casket spray and flowers and we played a game of Five Crowns in dads honor. We stopped at the store for a few things and That evening we went over to Tracies house. The Friends – Dee and Pam and Susan brought us some delicious enchiladas and stayed and visited. They also brought a wind chime and several fruit trees in dads honor. On Friday we looked through old pictures and then we went over to do lunch and get things fixed up at the new house so that we could move mom and Michael over to that house the next day!
sleepover
crazy electrical wiring
feeding the goats
And then on Saturday Christy and Rob rented a BIG moving truck and everyone came and helped move them out of the condo! (and we celebrated Shae’s birthday) It took 2 big truckloads! And we got the Condo almost empty! and almost clean! and the new house almost set up!
We ordered some Burgers and Fries and had time to sit around and finalize some funeral plans and work on the Eulogy and make sure that we were on track for a Friday Funeral.
It was a little sudden to get Mom and Michael moved but we had so many helping hands and people wanting to be together and it just made sense to get it done. They were originally planning on moving out of the Condo in Feb anyway, before the Covid crazy – so it was good to get it done. Hopefully it didn’t feel to sudden and rushed for them.
On Sunday morning Kelsey drove me to the airport and I headed back to be with my family and get them packed up to come out for the funeral in a few days. It was very healing to be there with my mom. It was nice to just be in that moment and away from all responsibilities!
I don’t know how to write about something that is so life changing and hurts so badly. Something that over a month later still doesn’t quite seem possible or right or even true. Most days it still seems like dad is still here. Still in CA with mom and loving retirement. Still planning the next adventure and helping all of us kids with all of our stuff. Seems like he’s home holding a grandkid and snoozing on the couch or fixing the new bathroom at Tracie and Johns. But, I have moments every day that hit me really hard that he really isn’t on this earth any more and that I truly will never see him again or hug him again or hear his stories or his laugh. It hits in the strangest moments and I MISS HIM SO MUCH.
Dad got sick on New Years eve. He went to bed a little early around 11pm instead of waiting to bring in the new year. Ryan had been sick all week (with a negative covid test) and so when Dad got it and then mom started feeling it the day after him… we knew it was Covid and that we wanted to get them home to California where they could be sick in their own home and in their own state. Michael got up Saturday morning and drove mom and dad home. They had a fairly good trip besides dad passing out on the side of the road – he felt nauseous and when Michael pulled over to let him out he passed out and fell out of the car! His oxygen levels were pretty low and the motion seemed to make him nauseous. Michael was able to monitor him and get him back in the car and on the road again.
That same Saturday I drove Ryan home to CA and got him and Mar and Brin settled. Mom and Dad were both pretty sick so I didn’t even go check on them (I regret that now but it made sense at the time. I was helping Ryan and they just wanted to sleep)- Michael was also feeling sick and got his Covid Test that evening but he was the only one well enough to take me to the airport so I could get back home – THEY WERE ALL A MESS.
So the last time I saw dad was Friday morning, January 1 – he took a shower at my place and then came up from the basement bedroom for breakfast. He ate at the table with all of the kids and said that the shower didn’t help much and he was still feeling gross. On New Years Eve we did get him to play my new game, The Crew. We convinced him that it was like Rook and so he WOULD like it. He played with us and we all enjoyed that. That’s my last – last fun moments with my pops. He was sick and in the hospital the rest of his life.
On Friday the 16th of February we had a busy back to real life and make time to play in the snow with Joel day. I remember making dinner that evening and reading all of the family updates that dad was doing so well and that all plans were now in place for him to get out of the hospital and into the care center that Cways family owns! We were all excited cause he was off of the oxygen and pain free. Now he just needed to get his strength up and be able to walk again. That next morning they would move him and we would be able to go and visit through the big windows and then he could come home as soon as mom felt like he could get around on his own. I was so excited because I hadn’t seen him since new years day and I hadn’t talked to him since the 10th of January – 37 days! I was hopeful to finally talk to him since he was finally feeling better!
At 8:30 we finished watching All Round Champion with the kids and were ready to put them to bed. I got up to kneel for prayer and checked my phone messages. My mom had just texted us 12 kids- She texted that the Dr had just called her and Dad wad gone – he was dead. She didn’t know what to do except to let us all know. I Quadruple read that text and then threw my phone on the floor! I tried to tell Ben and the kids but I’m pretty sure they were clueless. I showed Ben my phone and was able to communicate to the kids that my Dad had died. We were all in shock. We were not expecting this. A few weeks ago – I might have been prepared but now!? He was supposed to be coming home! We all sat and cried. It was hard and it was sweet and tender. It was amazing that we were all together in that moment and I felt love and peace for and with each one of my children. Ben was finally able to pull us all together after about 30 minutes and lead us in prayer and get the kids headed to bed.
When the kids went up to bed I called my mom. She was very emotional. I’m actually surprised that she answered but I know she was trying to be a good mom for me. I know cause I had just spent the last 30 minutes trying to comfort my own kids! So We talked for a few minutes even though I don’t think she wanted to. Neither of us could believe it. Maybe the Dr had the wrong person? It wasn’t even dads regular dr. It was just some first time assigned to dad young Dr guy. But you know, Dad was gone, and reality was trying to sink in. We cried. And cried some more and then mom let me know that Tracie and Christy were on their way over so we hung up. After that I felt like I should check on all of my Utah crew. I called to check on Kelsey and Shannon and Joel and Sean. They were all “hanging in there” and didn’t need to be together immediately. I can’t remember which other siblings I called but I wanted to call each one and I was so worried that Michael was at work, and they wouldn’t be able to get the message to him! and he had been taking such good care of Dad and he was just going to be so devastated!
I thought about going to Joels house to be with them but the roads were icy and it was snowing so I decided to go to Erica and Than’s first. Erica wasn’t home but Than was – and then Erica hurried home. These friends loved my Dad and it was comforting to be with them and feel/hear their love. Than immediately started making plans and before I could leave I had a flight set for 10am the next morning and Kelsey was coming with me! The weather was still icy so I sat at the Temple for a minute and talked to God and then came home to be with Ben.
I don’t think any of us slept well that night. Ben was so good to me and just let me be sad even though I know he was also so sad! I packed my bags that night and made a few plans. Then Wednesday morning Ben took over all things Mr Mom and Erica drove me to the airport and I met up with Kel and we headed off to Sacramento and then to Oroville to try to figure out how to live without our Dear Dad. 🙁
This doesn’t do justice for ending someone’s life in written form but this is how I remember it. It has been 40+ days now but I want to remember the details. I want to remember everything about my dad. I have more details to add here and in my journals. I will always love you Dad, Thanks for being a GREAT Dad, truly the best!
After a fun weekend in St. George we beat the winter storm home and got back to school and work on Tuesday the 16th. Joel was off for Paternity leave – so we met up after school to go sledding!! It was a good 6 inches of snow and tons of fun!
Ray is 9 years old!! He is very chill. He likes to play football and basketball, soccer and wrestling. He is a good student at school and he is a good kid at home! He likes to watch and observe everyone else and then join in where and when he is ready. Recap from his St. George Birthday on the 13th! The Birthday song! and Presents to start the day!
