John and I had to dedicate all of Memorial Day weekend to car shopping, so we were unable to visit Uncle James’ grave. We decided to take a little picnic up there this past Sunday and to try to teach James a little more about who he was named after and why Uncle James is so special to us.
|James was so eager to show his Uncle his favorite superheroes!|
For those of you who are new to reading our blog, my husband’s brother James passed away the summer before his senior year. John was serving a mission for our church in Canada at the time, and his strength and endurance and faith through such a hard time while being away from home inspires every part of my soul every day as I reflect upon what that must have been like. Other posts about Uncle James can be found here, here, here, and here.