I've talked about Grandma before. She would have been 104 on the 25th. She had five generations of family with her when she died. The funeral was really beautiful. We let 104 balloons go at the cemetary. We had different colors to represent siblings, children, grandchildren, great grandchildren, great great grandchildren, and friends. Also one gold one for Grandma. The airport nearby diverted the planes for us. My son read something he had written for Grandma at the funeral and did a great job. I was so proud of him - Grandma would have been too. The local paper did an article on her and one of the St. Louis news stations ran a story. It seems silly that I still cry every day because what more could I have asked for than almost 104 years.