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A proper send off for Mike
5 years ago
I met 
Kentam when I was 18 years old and like so many others at that age I was just awkwardly bouncing around trying to discover who I was. Immediately we became friends, he was warm, friendly, and we had a lot of weird "internet stuff" in common but above all that he was genuine and sincere. Our birthdays were 4 days apart, we'd chat on Skype one on one before moving onto really big and fun group calls. Every step of my adult life Mike was there as a friend and someone I could rely on. I remember staying up late shooting the breeze with him, I remember talking on and on about Kingdom Hearts and various other games, I remember the dismayed sound he made when he spilled his freshly reheated curry. It feels like it's not fair that he's gone, but while he was here he left his mark. Everyone I've spoken to said that they wish they either stayed in better touch with him or reached out more before it was too late. He was a constant, something reliable that I felt would always be there, but now he's gone. Part of me will always regret not checking in on him sooner, but that is the nature of death.
You were a good friend Mike. I'm glad we met, I'm glad you were there for me, I'm glad I got to be your friend, and I'm going to miss you.
Thank you for everything.
Kentam when I was 18 years old and like so many others at that age I was just awkwardly bouncing around trying to discover who I was. Immediately we became friends, he was warm, friendly, and we had a lot of weird "internet stuff" in common but above all that he was genuine and sincere. Our birthdays were 4 days apart, we'd chat on Skype one on one before moving onto really big and fun group calls. Every step of my adult life Mike was there as a friend and someone I could rely on. I remember staying up late shooting the breeze with him, I remember talking on and on about Kingdom Hearts and various other games, I remember the dismayed sound he made when he spilled his freshly reheated curry. It feels like it's not fair that he's gone, but while he was here he left his mark. Everyone I've spoken to said that they wish they either stayed in better touch with him or reached out more before it was too late. He was a constant, something reliable that I felt would always be there, but now he's gone. Part of me will always regret not checking in on him sooner, but that is the nature of death. You were a good friend Mike. I'm glad we met, I'm glad you were there for me, I'm glad I got to be your friend, and I'm going to miss you.
Thank you for everything.
I just hope that he's somewhere better, if there are such things to be had. But honestly even if not, then the legacy we leave is the lives we've touched and I'd say he did mighty fucking fine on that front.