Over the past two months we have heard so many beautiful stories about our Mitch from those whose lives he has touched. Stories of his endless supply of friendship, courage, and hope which flew from him as naturally as his next breath.
These stories, though not surprising to us, are so comforting I cannot tell you. You see, although we know how beautiful our Mitch was we had never heard any of these stories before. Mitch was never one to boast. He was incredibly wise beyond his years, a talented actor and singer, a truly gifted writer and speaker, a shining star. With all of these things he was blessed.
But what I found most astonishing, most brilliant about my son was his gentleness, his undying compassion for others, and his great love of life. Mitch was a gentleman and an old soul who made us proud beyond belief. He lived to question, to uncover all the mysteries in, well, everything.
In Mitch’s words “I had love for this world beyond my comprehension.”
Hearing all your stories, each uniquely different, each like a warm hug, lifted us as a family when we most needed it. We thank you with heartfelt sincerity for sharing them with us.
And thank you all for the beautiful cards, flowers, food and special letters that carried us through the days that followed. Please know we found strength in each and every gesture.
I miss my son more than I could ever express in words, and my heart aches still with each breath. But today I have hope. Hope that stems from that cold winter’s morning which will forever be etched in my mind.
You see, I now understand that Mitch will never be gone, never forgotten. He will be with me always in spirit, guiding and comforting me with his undying love and compassion.