November 4th 1996
That day will live infamy for the Lundeen family. That morning I received a call from my Mother. I was serving in Detroit Lakes MN. I was on my Mission and during that time family phone calls are very limited. So hearing my Mother's voice on the phone was unexpected, but I was cautious. My Mother said "Grady - Something happened, I replied Oh Grandma Ne-Ne passed? No it is your Brother Greg. What? No! As I fell to my knees and cried. I did not believe it. It was not possible, this was my brother. I was supposed to be planning a road trip with him. He is my hero, He is my Brother. We were supposed to grow old together.
Now it has been 17 years since that date caused pain for everyone. Now I didn't take it very well. I went kind of off the deep end. I returned home from my mission broken lost and confused. I moved to Utah and tried to get on with my life. I was never fully content with what I was doing. I finally met my wife, she filled a void. She saved my life. She led me back to the arms of my Lord.
I miss him, but I know I will see him again, after my time on this mortal world is over. 17 years is a lifetime ago, but it was a deep love for him as my other brothers. We shared a deep relationships with my cousin. We spent many of days and nights with each other. I miss my cousin also, He is far away in Germany. He is a great Father and Friend. I love the times we get to chat, It is far in between the conversations.
My family is tighter then most, My father and I talk a few times a week. i also talk to my brother once or twice a week. For the most part we will drop everything to help. We are spread across the united states. I cherish my family and the family I have made with my wife. We are great together and work hard to keep our focus on Jesus Christ. We love each other, I love my in-laws and cherish them. I love my dear friends I have made.
Thank you all that for the love you have shown my family. Thank you for your hard dedication to many years of love and care. I love you all.
Thank you for reading
Mr. Crossrds

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