my little brother

Greg died three years ago today. It's probably been the longest three years of my life, but I still can't believe he's been gone three years. I miss him, and it hurts. But I don't really have the words today. So, other than pointing you here and here, to show you a little bit about him, I am sending you to my cousin's post about him today, which puts into words a few things I can't seem to say right now.


Greg, helping to rebuild the parsonage roof (2004).


7 comments:

Elena said...

That picture encapsulates a lot of what was wonderful about him. My thoughts are with you today.

liz said...

Amy, I am thinking so much of you and your family today. E-mail me if you want to chat. You're in my heart and prayers.

mo*reezy said...

my goodness, he was strong! It's hard for me to imagine him in anything but footie pajamas. I really love that picture. Love you!

Katherine said...

I hadn't seen that picture before. Thanks for posting that, it was great to see Greg again doing what he loved doing and helping others out. Thinking of you lots today!

Meredith said...

Hugs to you. I'm thinking about you and your whole family today.

Fizzgig said...

aaw that is sweet!

Thais said...

as always my thoughts are with you and your family...i keep his prayer card with my grandmothers and fathers in my nightstand and look at them and rember then all every few weeks...luv ya

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