Tuesday, December 1, 2009
My heart goes out to Mike's family and children. I was lucky to have Mike as a true friend. I've known him since I was 17 and he always looked out for me. When I moved to San Antonio I often thought about him and hope he was ok. Two weeks ago I went to visit my uncle who was sick and he pass by my moms house on his bike. He told me he had a dream about me and was scared by the dream because I had died. So he wanted to see me, cause he hadn't seen me in a long time, and make sure I was ok. He said he prayed for me. I thank God he found me that day because he gave me the gift of seeing him before this happen. I'll miss you Mike and I will always remember the good old days.