Don Grove Funeral 2018 // Providence Ut

Everyone at a funeral knows that the person who died wouldn’t want you to be sad for them. Death only seems sad for the living. That’s what I always hear. But I think there is a spark of sadness on the other side for the person who died too. If you believe in a life after death and that they are waiting for you on the other side. I think even though they can be with you in spirit here, they too feel a little sadness for not being here physically for the big things in your life. The first dance with a daughter on her wedding day, a toast with a son, seeing their children graduate, fall in love and have children of their own, seeing their parents grow old together.

Don “butch” Grove was heralded at his funeral. Everyone who got up to speak praised him for his huge heart, for watching out for the little guys, for defending and lifting others up. His sense of humor came through from every story told. His devotion to his wife and children, and his love for his life beamed from every remembrance shared.

They sang country roads at his funeral. And I imagined him singing right along. The smile on his families and extended families faces as they sang along, sharing in joy with him was perfect. But my favorite smile I saw was from his youngest sons face as he sang along.  Touching. Loving.

His Son shared stories about the lessons his father taught in his daily life. Making everyone laugh at the memories, and showing a beautiful glimpse into the man he was as a husband and father.

His daughter danced a beautiful tribute for him to CINDERELLA

"There's a ball at the castle and I've been invited
And I need to practice my dancin'
Oh please, Daddy, please!"
So I will dance with Cinderella
While she is here in my arms
'Cause I know something the prince never knew
Oh I will dance with Cinderella , I don't want to miss even one song
'Cause all too soon the clock will strike midnight And she'll be gone”

The love you felt in that room was tangible. Among the laughter and smiles and tears was hope. Hope that there is a new chapter. Hope to be reunited again. Hope for the pain of goodbye to lessen with time. 

Outside along each side of the road was a parade of people, all the way down each side a stretch of the whole road, people holding flags with photos of Don on them. Those from his place of work at conservice had shown up to show love and support to a wonderful man. 

His legacy is sure to live on.