Rosemarie's Memorial

Not too much to say this morning, but just wanted to share a few pics of Rosemarie's memorial (especially for you, sis).  It was a beautiful day, filled with expressions of love and gratitude for a woman who, herself, loved so unconditionally. 

It was shared that she "believed what she received, and lived what she believed." 

So thankful for her faithfulness, and for the care and kindness she has shown our family for many years.  She came into our lives after two of her children had the good sense to move to Hawaii;  her grandsons are our other brothers. :)  Admittedly, I have often forgotten that we're not related by blood.

The beautiful old building where the
memorial was held, at Manchester.
I think a former torpedo warehouse?

The uncles.

Malia girl.

Daniel Jr.

Mini Me.  Who is actually taller than
me, so maybe that's a misnomer.

Getting their grub on.  Unfortunately, I think this is the
best shot we have of the inside of the building,
which was decorated beautifully with many special items
from Rosemarie's home. Wish I had pictures of the displays.

Dad, always looking like he should
have a guitar in hand. :)

Love these boys, and love watching them just be together.

:)

Kiana has mad photo skills. :)

The oldests.

 Trying to stay grounded, hanging onto the huge mass of
balloons I was tasked with helping to distribute. :-9
 (Thank you, Kale, for capturing proof of a jaw
 under all my double-chinnedness. :-9)

On the beach, waiting to release the balloons.

Rosemarie's baby boy.

Handsome Mitchell.

Koral Rose!

Uncle Don.

Up....

....up.....

...and away.

Me ke aloha pumehana, Rosemarie,

until we meet again.