On Christmas morning of 2003 we got the dreaded phone call that my grandpa (mom's dad) passed away. At the time Marcus had just turned one in October and I was 4 months pregnant with Alec. We were all so sad, but at the same time we didn't want him to struggle being sick any longer either. One thing that is hard is knowing that my kids don't get to meet him here on this earth, all though on the same hand it is comforting knowing they are meeting before they come to earth. Last weekend my boys went over with my parents and Molly to Logan to meet up with my Grandma Carlson, Uncle Steve, and two of his kids. For some reason they love going to see my grandpa's headstone. They had a great time and my family got some great photos!
Grandma, Jake, Nick, Uncle Steve, Molly, Alec, and Marcus
my cousin Jake and my grandma Carlson
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