I don’t think I can write another post without addressing something that’s been on my mind and heart the last few days.
I knew Darin as Jer’s best friend, and a great guy to be around. I first met him when Jer was in the seminary. I don’t know when I first met Darin, but I do know he was around quite a bit when I would go to visit Jeremy and Karin. It was nice be around him because to most of Jer’s friends I was probably just Jer’s kid sister. Darin, probably because he didn’t know me until I was (almost) an adult, treated me like a friend. Darin had a great sense of humor and seemed to have a knack for making people laugh.
At Jer and Karin’s wedding, we had a lot of fun being goofy and dancing to polkas. One summer, probably about nine years ago, Darin joined our family on vacation for a few days. I will never forget staying up so late playing board games that we couldn’t even see the cards in our hand straight. My cheeks hurt from laughing so much at all the jokes that were being cracked around the table that night. It’s one of my favorite family vacation memories.
I hadn’t seen Darin for years, but remember him very fondly. I would hear about what he was up to through Karin and Jer. I was so happy to learn that he was married and had seen a few pictures of his adorable, and I mean ADORABLE, twin daughters.
While I am really sad about our loss here on earth and the long-lasting effect Darin’s death will have on his family and friends, I have comfort and peace knowing that he is in heaven making everyone there roll with laughter and participating in the joy that comes from knowing our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.