My oldest brother, Jon, died two years ago today. He was only 37 and his death was very sudden. I’ve been thinking about him a lot and wanted to post a few pictures and write a little about him. He was 12 years older than me, but I’ve always looked up to him and admired him for many reasons and I have a lot of good memories with him. He was a very genuine and sincere person and always tried to live life to the fullest. Whenever I think of him, I think of how happy he always was and how accepting he was of everyone. He found happiness in some of the simplest things of life and radiated it to everyone around him. He was a great husband and father and made sure his family new he loved them not only by telling them, but showing them. He always made me feel important and was interested in what was going on in my life. While I was on my mission he took the time at least twice a month to respond to my weekly e-mails. When Drew and I got married, Jon and his family couldn’t come, but he still called that morning to congratulate us and see how everything was going. And now I can see hints of him in different expressions Kathryn makes. I miss him a lot and sometimes still find it hard to believe he is gone. But I love him and am so thankful for what he taught me and for the example he left of loving life. When I remember him, I want to be a better person.
Jon and his wife, Sanni
Jon and his family
The summer after Jon died, I got to babysit their two sons, Samuel and Christian. They are such sweet boys and I loved my time with them...
Samuel and Christian
1 comment:
Thanks for your message and pictures. I feel the same way and am glad we have so many good memories. It is hard to have him gone and I look forward to hanging out with him again!
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