Sunday, September 10, 2017

Oma's Celebration

Oma had arranged several years ago to have her body donated to the University of Utah once she passed. This meant that within an hour of her passing, her body was put into their care. This left the funeral arrangements open to different options. Apa found the most wonderful mortuary, Starks, through Margaret. On Friday night, June 23rd, Mom and the kids drove up to SLC as quickly as we could. Mom had a final that she had to stay for until 1 pm.

We arrived at Starks to the most wonderful party in honor of Kathryn. There was so much love and happiness found at this lovely home. All the Romney cousins were reunited and felt so happy. The funeral home was so welcoming and there so many people there to see my Dad and his siblings and Apa. They were never alone even for a moment.  There were photos of Oma and her writings and it truly felt like a celebration.


This is the girl corner...

This was the boy corner....

These three girls....



The next morning, on the June 24th, we had a more traditional funeral for Oma. This one was a little harder on us. There were so many lovely words spoken about Oma and I spent most of the meeting in tears. Romney, Emma, and Rosey cried with me. My Oma was a great woman. Hearing my Dad talk about his memories of her made it seem so real that she was gone.


One of my Mom's favorite parts of the funeral was the closing song when Oma's Brighton Camp sisters sang "Shadow's Creep." It was so beautiful and a wonderful goodbye.


Between the Romneys and the Cannons there was a lot of family support.




This family. These are our people.



Between the tears, it was still a celebration of Oma with a fair amount of smiles too






Here is my Oma's obituary. She was amazing. We miss her.

Kathryn Cannon Romney
April 22, 1942 - June 11, 2017

Our cherished wife, mother, friend, sister, teacher, grandmother and cousin Kathryn Cannon Romney has passed from this life to the next at the age of 75 due to complications from Alzheimer’s disease. She has donated her body to the University of Utah School of Medicine for purposes of medical study and research.
  
Kathryn was born April 22, 1942 in Salt Lake City to Paul Bennion Cannon and Oa Jacobs Cannon, with four older siblings who adored her. In her own words, “There were a million places to play and mother didn’t call us until dusk set in. The neighborhood kids loved to play ‘run-sheep-run’ and ‘capture the flag.’”

She attended Highland High School and the University of Utah, where she received a bachelor's degree in English and History, as well as a teaching certificate. She also received a Master of Arts degree in Creative Writing from Utah State University in her 50’s. 

As a young adult, one of her favorite places on earth was Brighton LDS Girls Camp. Some of her favorite memories were of the early morning bell to wake the campers (which she once quelled by hiding it in the fridge), songs with friends, and sunrise hikes. 

She married Leonard Cahoon Romney on August 6, 1965. In her words, “My husband and I married after college and we began looking for adventure. We decided to go away to graduate school—try something entirely new in the midwest.” While in Indiana she taught in the last one room schoolhouse in the state. “After a few moves, we made our home in the jewel of cities, Boulder Colorado. Boulder had all we’d hoped for - breathtaking scenery, a relaxed sophistication, and a spirit of celebration, which hung perpetually over the city.”

Here, her four children were born, Margaret, Rachel Lyn, Adam Daniel, and Peter Miles. 
Kathryn filled her childrens’ lives with the arts. She relished explaining still life paintings, appreciating musicals, teaching Shakespeare with puppets, and sharing a sense of wonder at Bach, Handel and Vivaldi.

Life took a turn away from Boulder when Kathryn had to explain to a woman selling burial plots why she couldn’t be buried in Colorado. Her response “had to do with disjointed fragments about this statue on Temple Square where these people were pushing handcarts and how I always shed a little tear when I saw it because these people represented in the statue were my people.” She told the woman she had a ‘Utah Body.’ Kathryn moved with her family back to her familiar home town where, she said, “we recaptured the feeling of growing up in a world where we were part of a whole tradition much greater than the sum of its parts.”

Once back in Salt Lake, her passion for humanities drew her to teaching. The students of South High, West High, and Rowland Hall were lucky if they had “Mrs. Romney.” In one student’s words, “she taught me to write, enlarged my vocabulary with exotic words, and helped guide my fire towards life.” In 1990 she won teacher of the year from the Salt Lake City School District. 

She retired from teaching in 1999 when she and her husband were called to lead the Russia Moscow South Mission. In Russia, Kathryn not only learned to speak Russian, cook Russian food, and navigate the huge city, but worked to serve women in prison and bonded with hundreds of young missionaries.  

The list of immediate family who will be missing her is capped by her husband of more than 51 years, Leonard, with whom she loved to hike, travel, move into new houses, run, garden, dance, and serve their church faithfully. She is also survived by her children, Margaret Watts Romney, Rachel Lyn (Troy) Preslar, Adam Daniel (Whitley Clark) Romney, Peter Miles (Sheri Larsen) Romney, and 14 living grandchildren with whom she loved to read, collect hats, and share paper dolls of historical American women. 

She was preceded in death by her parents as well as her siblings Norma Lloyd Dean, Charles Parkinson Lloyd, Charlene Lloyd Mulkey, and is survived by her sister Lynne and her sister-in-law Alta. 

Please feel welcome in joining us in a celebration of her life which will be held at Starks Funeral Parlor, 3651 South 900 East, Salt Lake City, the evening of Friday, June 23rd from 6:00 - 8:00 p.m. Guests are encouraged to use the complimentary valet parking on the north side of the building. A funeral service will be held on Saturday, June 24th at the Holladay North Stake Center, 4395 South Albright Drive at 11:00 a.m. The family will be receiving friends from 9:30 - 10:45 a.m. prior to the service.  

Kathryn’s family would like to deeply thank her many loving helpers at Brightwork Cottage, Legacy Village, BrightOn Hospice Care, Right at Home Care, and especially John and Elizabeth Peake. 
In lieu of flowers donations can be made to the Alzheimer’s Association or the Utah Opera.

Filling the Days

June is normally the best of times for our little family. We adore summer, but between Mom having school and Oma passing it was really hard. And then Dad spent ten days up north AGAIN for Suzuki Institute and training for his cello teaching.


The day we got back from saying good bye to Oma, the grown ups in St. George had a pickle ball party. Marty and Hailey were getting ready to move to Missouri at the end of the month and they were trying to make memories. I think they had fun.




We sent a lot of bed time selfies to Dad while he was gone.


We managed to get out on the boat with Grandpa and Grandma. This didn't happen nearly enough this summer.





Iva taught herself how to do handstands.


The summer solstice is always a favorite day for Mom. She had us celebrate by going to the Main Street splash pad with ice cream and french fries and played until it got dark at 9 pm.





Mom also had her finals for her college class, but she wanted to show us the neat building she took classes in. It had fossils and all kinds of plants. It was great.


Saying Good Bye

Guest post by Mom:

These posts are horribly out of order...or rather they feel very discombobulated. This post though is about our final time with Oma. Pete went up to be with his siblings the first weekend in June. We spent about ten days without him when we decided we needed to go up and see Oma. She had not been eating or drinking and we were really just waiting for her to pass. Pete's brother, who lives in Seattle, and his family were in town as well. His sister, who had recently moved to Boulder, was also in town.

I arrived up in SLC and just kind of took over the kids so that Rachel could be with her Mom and Pete without any worries. We, of course, went to the zoo.


I love this photo...



We had awesome seats for the bird show and had birds swooping overhead.





I even took the kids swimming at Murray City Pool (one of my favorites!) We thought it was going to be too cold, but it was actually pretty great! Although I looked half crazy, I think, running in and paying for seven kids and one adult.


They make you take break at the top of every hour. The kids created towel forts.


Iva jumped off the very same diving board that I use to!


Emma and Romney jumped together!



Sam loved being at the Preslars and trying to look at Chase's animals.


On Sunday, while everyone else was at church, Pete and I stole away together with the two little kids and went to the zoo on a small date since we had hardly seen each other. We let the two littles feed the giraffes which was so fun.




It took all weekend, but the girls and I finally made our way to Oma's room. We had been hesitant to take the kids because Oma was very thin and didn't look like herself, but in the end we gave them the option. Siena wanted to say goodbye in person, but Cara was less inclined.



Cara and Iva eventually made their way down the hall to say goodbye. It was hard, but it was good closure for us.


We gave Apa big hugs and then Dad decided to come home with us. This was Sunday, June 11. We drove away knowing we wouldn't see Oma in this life again, but didn't know just how long she would last. Pete's brother also had to return home to Seattle that day. Margaret had returned to Boulder the day before. It was strange for us all to just part ways, but the time had come.

We arrived home and climbed in to bed. We had just fallen asleep when Pete's sister, Rachel, called just before midnight. Oma had passed just a few hours after Apa had left for the evening. It felt very much like Oma had waited for us all to leave her alone. She was too interested in staying with us. It was a strange feeling to lie in bed with Pete while holding Sam between us and just absorb the news. Pete's exact words when Rachel told him were "Ohh! She made it." We had all been praying and wanting her to be released from her earthly body. The news felt welcomed, but still very strange. The journey was done. We were grateful that we made the decision to be up north that weekend and get one last goodbye.

The Jungle Book Jr

We finished up May with an awesome opportunity for us to be in a play with the St. George Children's Musical Theater. We had to audition and it was so fun. Cara and I both did it!

Just before the show, Mom and Dad took Sam and Iva to Target and somehow Iva ended up with a "Chewybaca" doll. She was just too cute.


We worked on the production for one whole week. We had three hour rehearsals each day and finished up with our performance on Saturday. I was one of the wolves and Cara was a monkey.





The costumes were amazing and so fun!



We were so glad that we got to do it. We can't wait for the chance to do another performance with them!