New Mexico is the home of Geoff’s mother’s father’s family (make sense??). The Aguayos are a well known family in Alto so when his Uncle Ron passed away, New Mexico is where he’d be laid to rest with many of his other family members, including Geoff’s grandfather. I thought I had taken more pictures of his Aunt Judy’s beautiful home in the mountains, with it’s wrap around porch and family photographs from the past throughout the home, but I guess I found it more important to soak in time talking to family I’d never met, seeing all of these people who looked so much like my son!
While we were staying in New Mexico, Geoff, Grant, Jack and myself stayed with Grandma Jeanette and John in the cutest little cabin. It was so wonderful to spend some time with my mother in law now that she’s in Florida. Jack absolutely loved cuddles, kisses and songs from his grandma and I enjoyed the home cooked breakfasts and hearing stories about her family…well I guess my family, too
Although we stayed in the cabin two nights, it went by so fast! We arrived late afternoon on Saturday and spent Sunday with family. It was raining hard Sunday for the memorial…kind of a beautiful back drop for the day. The memorial for Uncle Ron was held at the church he attended with Judy. Right when we arrived Jack started screaming so I took him in to the nursery and he and I played while I tried to listen to the songs and stories about Ron (but let’s be honest, Jack was soaking up much of my attention, crawling and screaming and teething and crying and laughing and climbing and….you get the picture!). When I heard bagpipes playing, however, I grabbed Jack and we stood outside of the sanctuary and listened to them play. Jack was mesmerized. And what I loved most about the service that Jack and I both were able to see first hand was everyone gathered outside under the church’s walkway, a firetruck and possibly Ron’s uniform and boots, propped up next to flowers, were on display while the bagpiper played Amazing Grace…then Home. While he played everyone hugged one another, Geoff took Jack and held him close, and I watched the bagpiper walk away into the rain, the pipes growing more and more faint, like Ron was walking home. So beautiful.
After the memorial we went back to Aunt Judy’s where she told me stories of all the people in the photographs around her home. I loved hearing stories of Ron and her. Reminded me so much of Geoff and I.
The next morning, Geoff’s 32nd birthday, we left Alto and on our way out, Geoff took me to a jewelry shop that his aunt worked for. He told me to pick out something nice So of course I chose turquoise earrings for my birthstone and because we were in New Mexico so why not! I’ve been wearing them ever since. Afterwards, we climbed back in the car with Grant and Jack and started our 8 hour drive to Phoenix! More on our stay there soon!