The days leading up to Heather's funeral are a blur. I think we were all in survival mode trying to keep it together. My mom. sister Brittany, Kyle's sisters and I were able to dress Heather for the viewing. At first I was so nervous I could not walk up to her casket. It just hurt too much. But, after saying a little prayer to myself I got up the courage to go stand beside her. After we got started I felt Heather's spirit near. I was able to do her makeup and was glad I could serve her one final time. Phil spent many hours putting together a beautiful video to remember Heather. Phil played it for Kyle at the beginning of the viewing and we were all in tears watching the beautiful life Heather lived. The viewing itself was incredibly hard. I felt like I had to comfort others when I myself needed that comfort. It was so nice to see so many loved ones and to feel their love.
The next day was the funeral. As I mentioned in my previous post, it was a beautiful service. I gave her life sketch, Heather's oldest nephew gave an amazing talk, the children all say "A Childs Prayer" and then Brittany gave a great talk. After the funeral I could't find my family and everyone had already left to the cemetery. I felt very anxious and when we arrived Phil had to run so that he could help carry Heather's casket. I was so sad that they had already started when the boys and I finally walked up. My Dad dedicated Heather's grave and Kyle read some words that Heather had written to the family. After the burial we headed over to a celebration that Kyle had organized with Heather's friends from their ward. It was just as Heather would have wanted. She wanted to kids so feel happiness. Which was so good after so much sadness. The kids had a great time and I loved looking at all of the photos of my sis. I was happy Kyle honored Heather in that way, she would have been proud.
It poured after leaving the cemetery and once it let up a double rainbow appeared. We all felt that was a gift from Heather.