Aunt Donna

A couple of Fridays ago, was my Great-Aunt Donna's funeral.  While most people aren't very familiar with their Grandparents brothers and sisters, I was very lucky.  I got to know all of my Grandma Ellis's brothers and sisters because of their close bond through Bear Lake.  Aunt Donna always called me Rosie... I was always Rosie to her, no matter how old I am.  I loved watching her with her puppets. And I especially appreciated the fact that she looks like my Grandma after my Grandma passed away... it was a link to her.  My favorite moment of the funeral was when the remaining Harding siblings gave each other hugs.  Frank gave the summary of who was still living and who had passed on before her... It was very sweet to see the rough and tough cowboy tear up at the mention of his brothers and sister that had died.  Then him, Doug and Lynda all hugged tight and I loved it.  I also got to have a good talk with my Uncle Reid on the way home.  I like to see him, I hope he knows that he's my friend.