Today is our wedding anniversary and I refuse to be sad. To be sad would not honor Mike in any fashion. Mike didn’t know sad, despite ALL he went through with his Diabetic challenges, he kept his humor and his stories pouring through.
I can honor him by being kind in my actions and words. I know that he was the nicest man I ever met- and only the uglies showed up a few years ago as the disease slowly claimed him. I was sitting here this morning remembering all the times he would go above and beyond for others. One time in Alaska in the middle of the night during a blizzard when our neighbor called and said both his dogs had vanished in the storm. Mike got out of bed, dressed really warm and went out to find them. He had this uncanny ability to whistle LOUD quite talented at it and he whistled those boys right to him, tucked them under his coat and delivered them back to our neighbor.
He was always fixing things for co-workers, building computers from scratch and giving them away to the boys and girls club or the scouts. Just a really giving man. Building custom knives and then just giving them away to charities to auction off- helping stranded motorists. He just had a sweet, sweet heart.
So Michael, God Bless You, I love you and I miss you and we will meet again..