Leaving Georgia with Love from us all
When I got the news of Grandma leaving us, I initially felt relief for her… and then became emotional thinking about her wonderful reunion with Karl, Sean, her parents, and other loved ones that have passed on before her.
I would have loved to bring the whole family out, but with the kids already 2 weeks into school and Stephanie not able to take time off work, I booked an airline ticket to come out with all the love from Steph, Lydia and Liam. The Grandma and family is in their thoughts and prayers
Day 1: Flying to Utah
Saturday, Aug. 22
The day started at 4:30 am off to Hartsfield Atlanta Airport. With a 2 hour flight to Dallas, then a 2 hour 45 minute flight to Salt Lake City, I met Chris for a ride to Provo… who arrived in an old green Subaru that looked familiar.
Day 2: Logan, Viewing & Vigil
Sunday, Aug. 23
Chris and I left in the morning to pickup Laura from the airport… then on our way to Logan. We made a pit-stop at the Mueggler’s home to chat, then off to Mom’s to prepare for the evening’s services.
It’s been an amazing day being with family we don’t see often and learning things about Grandma I never knew. And the most amazing part of the day to me has been how much joy and love we have in this family. We are spread out all over the country, and we’ve all ben able to come together to celebrate Grandma’s life… and it feels more like a celebration than a sad departure. She is loved by us all.
When our family moved to Amalga we had a Grandma and Grandpa over almost every Sunday afternoon. I loved seeing Grandma and Grandpa each week. I don’t know if it was for Grandma specifically, or just because… but we always had great lemonade.
One of these afternoons we boys thought it would be funny to freeze plastic flies into the ice cubes Mom was going to use for our lemonade. We thought we were so funny! But that all changed when Mom caught up with us. She would not bring the Lemonade to Grandma and Grandpa with our fly-cubes, but rather made us drink our lemonade with them! But the biggest impression I have from this prank was hoping Grandma wasn’t disappointed in us.
All my life I’ve know Grandma to be well-read, very intelligent and opinionated; and while at these weekly visits she’d ask probing questions about our lives in school, friends, and our accomplishments. We always wanted to impress Grandma and so we’d make sure we’d have good reports for her. Grandma had a way of brining out the best in us that way.
A Jewish Proverb says “God could not be everywhere, so he created mothers”. This emulates Grandma as a mother and grandmother, and in the many traits she passed to her wonderful children. The Mueggler Family is, largely due to Grandma no doubt, a model of a strong, loving family who sticks together through thick and thin. I hope that my kids will emulate those same traits as they grow up.
The basement of Grandma’s house was a cave of creativity and wonder. Every time we visited grandma and grandpa’s home the main event prior to dinner was dumping the box of 20 year old legos on the basement floor and constructing a colorful mass of conceptual design and moving parts. As kids, and admittedly well into our teens, we would spend hours down there turning our imaginations into tangible plastic constructions.
Building the unique cars with workable steering wheels, helicopters with circulating rotors and motorcycles that transformed into jets was certainly fun, but the real satisfaction came while presenting our masterpieces to Grandma. Now I have no idea what she really thought of our little toys, some of which did nothing more than fall to pieces right before her eyes as we attempted to impress her, but she always made us feel like we had achieved something remarkable. Grandma would point to a specific gear in the assembly or an aspect of the design and say something like, “isn’t that wonderful” or “that’s just great!”. Those few words of approval from Grandma made us feel like a million bucks. There was no better feeling in the world.