Today we say goodbye to that sweet soul I mentioned last week. Ian’s dear friend Malachi passed away at 8 years old from brain cancer. He was a joy to know and made us laugh so much. Now as I remember him, it is with laughter through my tears.
His funeral is this afternoon and one of the hardest decisions I have ever made as a mother was deciding to have us not go. You see it’s been hard enough for Ian to process the loss of his friend, much less attend a funeral mass in his honor. So Kirk and I thought that school and his regular routine would be better for Ian.
Not sure if this was the best decision but Malachi’s dad totally understands. And, that is a great comfort. I don’t feel so guilty for not being there in person. We are there in spirit and praying for the family and friends who have lost this amazing young man. We are hurting too and clinging to our fond and funny memories.
When we met him, he came right up to Ian at preschool and said “Hi. I am Malachi. What is your name?” Ian told him and they went to play together. Then a few months later when Ian started full-time, Malachi made a point of saying, “I remember you.”
Each time the boys played together, they had so much fun — whether it was Playmobile, Lego, or cars, they made up stories, made each other laugh, and shared. Both were only children and got along really well. They were a joy to watch and listen to.
Selfishly, I wanted to see the two of them grow up together, stay friends, and maybe room in college, go on vacations together, and so many other ideas. But that was not to be. The Lord had something else in mind. So now, this amazing soul is in Heaven having a great time. We miss getting to see him but are so thankful he is no longer in pain or suffering.
There are some people in our lives who come in and make an amazing impression and he did just that. He lived an incredible and rich life for someone so very young, he had faith beyond measure, and a wonderful sense of humor. He loved to help people and joke around with them as well. He never met a stranger and enjoyed his time with family and friends.
I have learned a lot about friendship, faith, loss, joy, tears, laughter, and so much more from both Malachi and his parents. I feel that my family is blessed beyond measure to have had these friendships. I will forever be thankful they came into our lives when they did.
May we all savor those relationships we have, make a point to tell those we love them, hug our loved ones, be there when they need us, and remember to laugh and enjoy life. It is a gift and each day is so very precious. May we also have joy.