I have never posted on this blog before and I have actually never looked at it until this month. I have wanted to look and read what people have written about Mikey for the longest time but I have never brought myself to actually do so. I had a special relationship with Mike. He was not only my uncle, but he was a role model, a big brother, a mentor and a best friend. I have been avoiding reading these posts mainly because I did not feel like crying. I feel now that I am ready to share with you, whoever reads this, my stories and memories of mike. I can remember so many things that mike did through for me and with me through his years that it’s hard to pick just one to share. One of the reasons I loved being around him so much was because he was like a big brother to me, when he would visit I remember him rolling up in his car from the airport and me running out to the car to see him. He would step out of the car with brief case and spit bottle in hand, grab me and kiss me and every time he came I looked forward to that, even though it was such a small gesture it meant so much to me. When we would be lounging around on Sunday or Saturday mornings, he would watch movies and play games and I remember he would always have to patience to play all day and would put himself at my level. Whenever he came home we would go to national coney island on woodward and chow on coney dogs and chilly cheese fries (he often picked them up on his way to our house from the airport as well) when we would visit in saint Louis, we would go out to eat then as tradition go to Oberwies for ice cream after our meal no matter how full we were. These are just the little traditions and memories that I, as well as my family held with Mike. It is hard to believe he is gone but it is amazing to see how he still has such an influence in so many peoples lives still to this day. I never knew how many people my uncle helped and how much he had done for so many people. He truly was an amazing man and everyone who had the chance to meet him I know was blessed by the experience for he really was so remarkable. Something so hard goes straight to the soul; it seems impossible to get over and my heart is left with a big hole. I'm trying to be happy, wearing a smile; but I'm dying inside. The world seems to be fading, and I just want to run and hide. Everywhere I go I see your face, and realize how much I miss you; and on the day you died a piece of me died too. I could talk all day about Mike and tell stories but I am going to leave here with a passage from one of my favorite songs .. What Hurts the Most by Rascal Flatts:
Sunny days seem to hurt the most
I wear the pain like a heavy coat
I feel you everywhere I go
I see your smile, I see your face
I hear you laughing in the rain
I still cant believe your gone
It aint fair you died too young
Like a story that had just begun
But death tore the pages all away
God knows how I miss you
All the hell that ive been through
Just knowing no one could take your place
Sometimes I wonder who you’d be today
Would you see the world, would you chase your dreams
Settle down with a family
I wonder what would you name your babies
Some days the skies so blue
I feel like I can talk to you
I know it might sound crazy
*Mikey I miss you so much you would never know. I think about you everyday and remember all the memories that we made. I know your in a better place and as much as it hurts that your not still here I know you still are. I love you and cant wait to see you some day.
All my love always and forever,
Count on me forever… even when it seems too hard.
RIP angel
Love
Rachel Sennett
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