We miss you Mike.

This day one year ago, I received a call I never thought I would get. Chris's g-ma, Cathy, called and was panicked. She told me she needed to come over and tell me something with Ian and Steve. I knew something had happened to Mike. I knew in my mind the worst had happened. It was confirmed later when she told me he had been killed in his apartment in the early hours of the morning. I was so scared and felt the most alone I had ever been, even with a house full of people.

We will never know what happened that night or why. We just know a great man was taken from us. Chris will never get to see his dad at his graduation, wedding or let his kids meet their grandfather. Those thoughts haunt me every day. I wish I could tell the jerk who did this what he has done. I know in time, God will show true justice and he will judge him in the end. I hope he realizes what he has done.

I thought I would share with you all a few memories I have of him.



He was a good dad to Chris. He had learned to put him first in his life and Chris loved it.
One of my favorite memories of him was the day Chris was born. Chris was born at 9:29pm and it had been a very long day. He was so excited to have a son. He started to talk about all the things he was going to do with him. He wanted to take him camping, fishing, biking and just about anything outdoors. If you knew Mike, you know this was his life. He did all those things with him and more. I remember him sitting in the chair and just looking at the aw in his face at his new little boy. It was so weird and great to see. I had seen him with babies before, just not his own. He fell in love the minute he found out I was pregnant and even more when he was born.


Another memory is when Chris went on his first Scout outing with Mike. He was blowing it off as nothing,but youcould see him glowing. He loved to show that his dad was involved. I can not find the pic for it right now, but I will add it when I can.


Chris would light up when he saw Mike at any school function. He said he did not want him there, but you could see it, he loved it. It was always fun for Chris.

There are so many memories that I have, I just can not think of all them and write them all right now.


Over the years Mike and I had our differences. We did go through some rough times. I would not change a thing, it made us the great friends we were in the end. We fought over who should be around Chris, who was going to raise him, with what religion, who was going to take care of anything and everything. For the second year of Chris's life, he did not see Mike. That was mostly us both being extremely stubborn, hmm where did Chris get it, and wanting our way. It was a very emotional year. At that point, I thought it would be the worst time of my life. Little did I know, it was a year of amazing growth. The worst day of my life was last March 5. I never, in a million years, would have thought it would have happened. I know This is more of an emotional post than I wanted it to be, but these are my thoughts of it all.
Here are a couple pics from Christmas 2005(I think). The first one is the serious and the second is the one that shows the boys as they truely were.