Today marks the 4 year anniversary of the accident that took my little brother's life. Jon was a phenomenal kid, annoying younger brother, and one of my best friends. I miss him dearly, and it's especially difficult today. It's hard to be away from home this time of the year, but it will get better soon. The hardest part this time around is that nobody here knew Jon. The interns are so preciously praying for me and trying to offer encouraging words, but it's not the same as when I'm with people who knew him.
I am thankful that I get to go to Victoria Falls next week; I was telling my dad the other day that I feel like Vic Falls is the closest thing that we have on earth that resembles Heaven. I get to experience a tiny piece of what Jon gets every single day :)
Seriously, can you believe this?