Son...you are only 4 years old right now....but you shared a very special bond with your Great Grandma. She loved you very much. The funeral is taking place in Utah, and your father thought you are still too young to attend a funeral. So, he went to say good-bye for all of us.
As you grow up you are going to hear stories about your wonderful Great Grandma Myrt. Stories about the family cabin in Utah, stories about the house she grew up in, stories about her children Grandpa Wright & Aunt Mada , stories about Thanksgiving dinners, stories about family adventures and fun times.
Today, I want to tell you about who your Great Grandma Myrt was. Your Great Grandmother had a pure heart full of love. She held you when you were three months old and sang to you as you fell asleep in her arms. Your bond was instant. The most important thing to her was family. If you had the privilege of being in the same room with her, she would speak to you as if you were the only person in the room. She loved each and every member of her family, and made sure you felt it. She is no longer physically on this earth....but she is not gone. She is still here watching over you. Helping guide you.....helping remind you...that you are loved. Where is she? She is the kisses you will feel on your cheek when you walk through the wind.
We miss you Great Grandma Myrt. XOXO
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