This weekend was a whirlwind. Saturday morning, I made the drive up to Utah (solo) to say my final "goodbyes" to my youngest brother, Christopher. Kinda boring driving by yourself . . . but thanks to The Killers and Imagine Dragons on replay, my drive was rather pleasant.
My weekend was full of friend visits (many of which I did not get to see but look forward to seeing again, soon!) and quality family time with my parents, brother, and family friends; the Ellsworths (basically family and always a good time). We left behind some really really great people in Utah, so it's always a treat to go back and visit.
Christopher is my first brother to go on a mission, and so it was such a cool feeling being able to experience this weekend's festivities. It's pretty surreal! I love him and I know that he will do great things for the people of Norway.
Of course we had to take our token MTC farewell photos. It's kind of a right of passage . . . wouldn't you say?
It's times like these, where I think about where I fit in my family and the role that I get to play. I am so grateful to be the oldest and the only sister among three brothers. I feel very protective of each of them and am grateful that I get to be there to support them in all that they do. I am blessed and grateful for the relationships that I have with them.
I love you, Christopher James!