Sunday, March 29, 2009

"Mike works with God now." -Carson Doak

July 18, 1960- March 22, 2009

My uncle Mike passed away on March 22nd, 2008 in the early morning with his family surrounding him. The funeral was one of the best funeral I've been at, the pastor who was a friend of his, did a wonderful job preaching about Mike. Mike was never afraid to say whatever was on his mind, didn't care if it was something you didn't want to hear, he still spoke his mind. This is what we loved about Mike. Also he loved to laugh and made others laugh as well.
Mike had time to prepare his death, spent time with his siblings, his mom, his wife, his kids and his granddaughters. Was able to give my dad some things that was passed down from their father. Able to tell others what he wanted for his funeral/death. Chose to be buried down the road from his house. One of the things that stood out the most was how he wanted to be hauled to the burial. That was... haul him in his own truck, instead of the funeral home's hearse. Mike's casket fit in the bed of the truck just perfect, tailgate was able to shut and the bed cover was able to close.

After his funeral, I felt a sense of peace since I knew he had went home with the Lord. At some point of his life, Mike accepted Christ, this I did not know about til the funeral, since everyone on both sides of my family don't seem so open to even talk about God, so I was feeling a bit worried about that. Death is hard for the ones here on Earth but it feels so much better knowing where they are.

The day before he passed away, I went to go visit him and glad I did. While I was there, he woke up and stared at his wife. I'll never forget the way he looked at his wife and never forget the sound of his wife's voice telling him that we all love him. We had to leave the room while he woke up since he had a little seizure and thinking this was his last moments here on Earth, before I walked out of the room, I put my hand on his leg, saying Good-Bye under my breath, I just needed that closure with him before he went Home.


The 4 Evans Kids with Grandma MaryLou
(the best pic I got even though it's somewhat a "white-out" pic of the faces, L-R: Rick, Mike, Cathy, Grandma and my dad.)

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

oh my chels! so hard!!

Karen Putz said...

Hugs :(