Thank you for all the kind words and thoughts. Friday was a very hard day but in some ways it was also very healing.
Mike's cousin delivered an excellent eulogy. He had Mike pegged perfectly which made everyone laugh with the memories. The laughter was soothing and comforting as we remembered how Mike touched each of our lives with his kindness.
A woman who had been at the scene of the accident left a letter at Mike's home the night before the funeral. In it she described Mike's last moments and how she was there to comfort him. She said that while he was never conscious during that time, she still sat by him and held his hand and kept telling him that he wasn't alone.
Then she wrote that Mike's death had impacted her greatly because she and her husband recently bought motorcycles and they never wore their helmets. After seeing the accident and being with Mike she wrote to his family that she will never again get on her bike without her helmet.
We will miss Mike terribly and will always remember his selflessness and love towards everyone. I have made a vow to never let another opportunity go by to tell people how much they mean to me. We have loved Mike and everything he has ever done for us, but did we ever tell him so? No. Did he know how much he meant to us? Probably, but I will never know for sure. It sounds like a cliche', but it is so true. I wish I had just one minute with Mike to let him know how much we loved him. Don't let the time pass on your opportunities either. If there is someone in your life who means the world to you, tell them. Today.
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I am just so sad for you right now. Now, like you said, the healing is beginning. I don't know if it ever truly ends... or you just find a way to move on with that big gaping hole still in you. But love works. And never regretting a single moment you had with him. Remembering him, and the legacy he left on this world. And his life will have not been lived in vain. Because someone remembered him.
Love you!
dawn
I somehow stumbled on this post over a year after you wrote it. My brother just died in mid-September, also in an accident, but although he rode to a motorcycle rally over a thousand miles from home, he died from a head injury when he was out walking and a golf cart hit him on the rally grounds. My brother was also my coworker; we worked in the same group. So when I was sharing the bad news with coworkers, one took that moment to tell me then and there how much our friendship has meant. Yes, be sure to tell people that you love them and their friendship is valuable. I'll never get to tell my brother how much it meant to me that he stopped by in my cubicle almost daily to talk.
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