Sunday, August 12, 2012
In Loving Memory
He came into our lives. A school teacher. Mr. M followed him around like a puppy. Worshiped him. Acted like him. Wanted to be him.
He became a member of our family. The Native's uncle. A weekly jam session with Mr. M on guitar.
He came to The Native's birthdays, baptisms, ordinations. He came to our family parties. He was a part of our family.
The list goes on but my heart hurts to much to type more. I'm sorry I can't type more of a tribute to this dear friend of ours who has left this life at such a young age. A man who has left a gaping hole in not only our household's hearts but in hundreds. I think of all of the kids he's taught and who all love him......
We told The Native's that their adopted uncle is no longer with us. He is with Heavenly Father. Levi with tears running down his face: I thought he was my friend!
Levi says what we're all thinking. He's our friend. Why did he have to leave us?
We are holding each other and telling each other, "I love you". Mortality is a fragile thing......