We lost Mike in 2018, and I will never forget that day and the week that followed. I remember where I was when I first heard of the incident, and thinking 'no thats not Mike his shift ends at 7am.' But his shift ended at 8am, and it was 7:30am. 30 minutes before he would be home with his family.
I remember where I was when I was told it was Mike, I fell to the floor in the hallway outside my bedroom. I sat there for about an hour, in disbelief. My kids were confused and I was scaring them. I had to function, and I did. But I have no idea how I did it. Sometimes I still sit in disbelief and all the emotions come flooding back. I am still sad, I am still pissed.
As time has gone by I have found some comfort in all the ways we remember and keep his memory alive. We have had so many events, memorials, tributes. And every time there is a massive presence from his family and friends. We are stronger together. And this is why I am joining the T2T Boston 5K- because any chance I get to remember my friend and do something positive, heals my heart a little bit at a time.
“It is a tragedy when a best friend dies too young, and what would have been worse is never meeting them. I am grateful to have had Mike as a friend in life and will continue to be his friend in death, honoring him in whatever I do.”
Please support us in anyway you can. Big or small, your support means the world to me.
Thank you,
Ashley
