Friday, May 29, 2026
Uncle Mike, now that you’re gone to be with the Lord beside your mother and father, it comforts me to think you’re reunited again. The fact that you and your mom passed only six days apart still feels impossible to process.
People may lose faith and ask why God chose you, but we must remember that God sent His Son to die for us. The Lord is coming soon and is preparing his angels for what is to come. We trust in God’s plan and hold onto the love and memories you left behind.
Uncle Mike, you were the quiet hero of our family — our anchor. Steady, dependable, and deeply loved by all of us.
Now that we see how short life truly is, we need to come together as one. We must put aside the small disagreements that grow into pointless arguments and choose love, grace, and understanding instead.
As we move forward, I'm asking you to continue be our family anchor and watch over us. Let us give Mama, Papa, and you a reason to smile — living not divided by pride but united in love, faith and and compassion.
You will always be missed, always remembered, and forever carried in our hearts.
Until we meet again, rest peacefully, Uncle Mike.
