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The kids and I drove to ND/MN at the last minute to attend my cousin Cody's funeral. He and I were only a few weeks apart in age. He passed away on July 16th in an ATV accident. It was both really good to see all kinds of family at the funeral, yet we were gathered together for an absolutely horrible reason. No parent should ever have to bury their child; there is something completely unnatural about that. Jesus, be near to the brokenhearted.
Though there's no good segue out of death, I do want to document that the kids did wonderfully in the car. We left on Thursday the 20th right after swimming lessons, around 2:30, and drove until we got to Spearfish, SD, about 12:30am that night. I made four trips up to our hotel room that night carrying Hattie, Molly, Alanna, and a small suitcase of things. After a quick night's sleep, we were back on the road by 8:30am on Friday morning. We made a few required stops for gas and some hurried stretching before jumping back in the car. We made it to Valley City at about 5pm on Friday and checked into a hotel before going over to the visitation for Cody at the funeral home at 6. The funeral was on Saturday morning.
My happy travelers all settled into their jammies for the night somewhere in Wyoming.
The visitation was a visitation. It was good and hard and sad and all of the things attached to death. Afterward, we went to Pizza Corner with a lot of family. The kids all had fun together eating and playing in the play area, the weight of the situation was almost completely lost on them all. But kids are kids. I'd be lying if I said that they didn't bring some joy to an otherwise hard day. Here's the "guys" table at Pizza Corner: Drew, Thomas, Kenna, Charlie, Tucker, Kemper, and of course, the favorite great uncle/grandpa Ryan.
Charlie, Tucker, and Kemper getting some sillies out! Edwards', Swensons, my kids and I all got some more sillies out later that night when we swam for an hour at the pool. I suppose it was close to 11 when my kids got to bed that night, but it was almost a necessity to expend some energy with their cousins.

Cody's funeral was at Grandma and Grandpa Graalum's church since Laurie and Tom were expecting a big crowd. 350 people came to the funeral, not counting the 12-15 kids back in the nursery during the actual funeral. Jill had arranged for her sister-in-law to come and help with childcare which was an absolutely amazing thing to do. It helped me out a TON because Alanna ended up being the only one of my kids who actually came and sat with me during the funeral. It was great to be fully present during the funeral. There was a lunch after the funeral and then about 1:30, we all headed out to the cemetery in Kathryn where Cody was buried. After the burial, the Graalum family gathered back at the church for more visiting. We took some pictures as well. Here are a few of all 14 of the Graalum great-grandchildren.
Back row left to right: Charlie, Bergen, Tanna holding Charlotte, Tucker, Drew, Kemper, Thomas
Front row left to right: Leah, Hattie, Kenna, Molly, Alanna, Maylen
All of the kids played together beautifully. There was plenty of room to play together yet still allowing for some adult conversation.
Molly, Kenna, Leah, Bergen, Hattie
Cousin picture: Lisa, Julie, Heather, Tempest, Travis, Jill, Krista, and Kathy
Back row left to right: Pablo, Heather, Julie, Cara, Tempest, Jill, Brady, Lisa, Matt
Front row left to right: Travis, Jordan, Krista, Kathy, Jason
(my Matt was the only one missing from the new version without Cody of this picture)
At some point that afternoon, Charlie and Thomas found their way into the youth room where they played foosball for quite some time. Thomas is Cody's only son. He's nine in the picture but turned ten at the beginning of August.
Before the day was done, we made one last stop at my grandparent's house for some additional one-on-one time with them. The kids and I drove to Fargo that night and stayed with Jill and Brady. It was probably 9 by the time we got there after a very full and emotional day. I was pretty exhausted that night. I am so, so glad that I/we decided to make the trip to North Dakota. It was worth every mile.