Great Grandpa Berg

The last few days of Great Grandpa Berg's life were spent in a nursing home. It was much safer for him to be in a place where they could monitor him and take care of him throughout the night. Great Grandma Berg got to be there every day, even with Covid, and although we weren't allowed to go inside, we were allowed to go to his windows and sing to him.  Grandma held his hands while we did, and the kids were happy to see him resting so peacefully. 

The next day that we were planning to go, we found out that he had passed. The kids had spent the morning painting him pictures to brighten up his room. They were still painting when we found out. It made for a sad morning, but then they had pictures to give to Great Grandma instead. They were mostly cookies, and rainbows, and lots of other happy things. 

Although Dale was Paul's Grandpa, I loved him just the same. I'm so grateful for his kindness, and love, and devotion. He was a good example of a hard worker, and a jokester, and such a generous person. We were all so sad to see him go, but really grateful to be able to be here for the last few months of his life. What a sweet mercy we were given in that. The kids all have pictures of him in their room and talk about him all the time. We love you Great Grandpa Berg!

One of my favorite memories of him was when he took us to Idaho in 2013. He was a great tour guide and showed us tons of things around his home town, and neighboring cities. It was good to see where he was from. 

Steph, Stacey, and I joined the in-town sons of Dale's with Della to help plan the funeral and services. It was a lot of work, and harder than I thought, but everyone was very loving and thoughtful of each others feelings. I was grateful to be able to help. 

Hawken helped me make the cookies for the lunch after the funeral. Grandpa Berg was a bit of a cookie monster, so we made sure to have all kinds of cookies there. He would have loved it! 

And some extra cookies for the kids to snack on too. 

Krystal and I planned the food and luncheon part, so we got to spend some extra time together, which is always nice, but hardly ever happens. 

Lots of baby snuggles at the funeral, they were a welcomed distraction. Funerals are always hard. 

Our kids didn't go to the funeral. They stayed with the Hunts. It was somber, but what a lovely tribute to a lovely human. I'm glad we moved to Utah if only for this moment, and the precious moments we had with him before he died. We would not have been able to be with him as much as we were had we not moved back to the mainland. I'm so glad we did. We miss you all the time Great Grandpa Berg, until we meet again.