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| Brennan Mulwray |
 Posted: Tue Oct 05, 2004 9:17 pm |
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Michael Hanson.
"Fallen Angel"
What can I say about Mike. I could say alot....all of it good. Mike was a great guy. He was a Saint, and loved to help people. He never asked for a thing in return. I hung around him all the time, and not once did I hear a hateful, or dis-respectful word come outta his mouth.
When I met Mike, I was a trouble-makin, dis-respectful, angry and hateful teenager. I was havin family problems with my Mom and Step-father. Mike ran a Dojo where he taught Taekwondo. I entered the Dojo and I was anything but friendly. I had a cocky attitude, but Mike saw somethin in me that I didnt even know was there.
It was potential to be somethin great. He took that and worked with me. You know what, through all that trainin, and bad chinese phrases, he turned a dis-respectful boy into a respectful loyal Man. He literally turned my life around. Gave me somethin to believe in when i thought I had nothin.
I love him for that, and I'm honored to be known as his Son.
When Mike passed away, I blamed myself. I wasnt there to protect him. Part of me still does blame myself for it. The other part was angry and hurt that he left. In both cases I knew niether was true. I guess I didnt wanna believe it.
I got to the point where I had so much anger bottled up and no way to release it, that I was snappin at people I care about. I evenually released it when I went to visit him at the Cemetary. The first time, I couldnt say anything. I just stood there and cried. I know it sounds childish but I couldnt help it.
Then the second time, I yelled at his grave. The words werent very nice, but it had to be released. I even went so far as to beat on his headstone. I literally tried to rip a huge headstone outta the ground. I kept beatin on it until i had no energy left in me. Then I just sat there and talked to him.
I guess people have there own ways of dealin with their grief. Their loss of a loved one. Not all of it pleasent. I do appreciate my friends stickin by me through it.
As for Mike, nomatter what happens or where he is, he'll always be my father. I will honor and respect him for the rest of my life. |
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| Brennan Mulwray |
| Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2004 9:43 pm |
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Mike's last Birthday (December 24th, 2003):
Mike wanted to do somethin special for the community, so the Dragons got together and bought all kinds of christmas stuff. When he went out, we set it all up in the Dojo. We had fake snow all over the floor. Fake pine trees, a sled, reindeer, etc. I mean you should've seen his face when he walked in. It was like Christmas indoors.
Anyway, the Dragons were dressed up as elves. They took spots around the fake reindeer. I went outside and waited for Mike. When he pulled up, I flagged him into the alley to park in the back. He came in and man. LOL. The look on his face was priceless.
He gave me a look like he was pissed. I said "What? You said you wanted somethin special didnt you? Well, you have kids outside waitin to talk to Santa...now get dressed." He said "How'd you afford all this kid?" I said "Dont worry about it....just do what you do best...make those kids happy." He got dressed as Santa and I threw on my elf costume. When he was ready, I opened the door and let the kids in. It was great to see the look on his face....it was so worth the effort we put into it.
I'll tell you this though, it was not fun to cleanin up afterwards. LOL. |
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| Lexa Pierce |
| Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 6:53 pm |
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LOL that was sweet and so cool!! We had Chrimstmas parties after going somewhere fun like Six Flags, movies all that...was great.....I love Christmas  |
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| Brennan Mulwray |
| Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2004 8:28 am |
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You know I kept thinkin about what I could give Mike for Christmas and his Birthday that would make him proud of me. I finally came to this conclusion. Give him the one thing I knew we both needed. I chose to let him go by the light of the Christmas Star.
Theres an old sayin that goes. "If you truely love something, let it go."
I went out that Christmas Eve night to do what I knew Mike wanted me to do. In my heart he was tellin me that it was time to let go. Thats not what I ended up doin. I was never good at sayin goodbye, so I had been wishin that I could see him one last time to say goodbye properly.
I started talkin to the star, then I felt somethin watchin me. Believe it or not, there stood Mike. I'm not goin to share what exactly happened, or even what was said. I do know that whether it was in my mind or if it really happened....I dont wanna know. He was there, and thats good enough for me.
Someone was listenin to me, and it meant alot to me that he heard me. |
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