Remembering someone that has gone with god is a sad occasion for families to gather and meet again.

This past summer my ex father in law passed away, I hadn’t seen this side of the family in about 15 years, sit was a bittersweet reunion.
I’m really intrigued with the fact that formal funerals have kind of gone to the wayside. This get together was more like a picnic and a celebration of the life of Dave Nelson.
I really watched how my children interacted with their relatives; it was almost like no time had gone by even though most of the family members live miles and miles away.
My son, Keith, looks exactly like his dad, who in turn looks just like his father. This photo with Keith and his grandpa solidified for me the family resemblance.
I was asked to take family photos and it was surreal for me, seeing my ex husband with his new family and me with mine there, I have appreciated still being able to get along with Jeff after all these years.
Seeing the photo of Jeff (my ex husband) , Dave (his father) and Jeff’s truck, we had our first date in this truck, brought a flood of memories back to me and made me realize I’ve never really left this family, because I still consider them all family.
His wife, children, grandchildren, siblings, friends will miss Dave Nelson, but his memory and legacy lives on through the lives of his offspring as they go out into the world at start having their own children…his great grandchildren.



















