One year ago today, my son went to be with his Maker.

It’s not the anniversary that I would have wanted to recognize, but recognize it we will.  And celebrate.  Tonight, we will have a house full of people, but more importantly, a house filled with laughter and singing.

I sometimes wondered how we would be able to make it through this last year.  For some reason, God saw fit to keep us here, and His mercy has been ever-present.  We celebrate that, and the fact that God is using Ian’s short life to bring hope to others.  Thank you to everyone who has contributed to our well project.  We are getting veeeery close to our goal of having wells dug for three villages!

Everything sad continues to come untrue…