On June 8th, 2014, the world seemed a little less bright. That day we lost Michael Manderschied. He was a beautiful soul and one of my long time friends. Memories of Michael go all the way back to age 3 or 4 for me. We attended preschool together and I remember becoming good friends with him then. I remember playdates in the sandbox and then in University drinking beers in either my apartment, my basement suite or my first home or going to the Long Branch and dancing the night away. Michael was a part of every major memory in my life and its a hard pill to swallow knowing he won't be around for my new memories to come.
What I will always remember best about Mike is his love of life. His cheery personality, his big smile, his determination. Even with all the obstacles he faced being in a wheelchair he never chose the easy way because of it. I remember going to Grifftith's Stadium in Saskatoon and running alongside him on the track as he trained. Every time he pushed himself a little harder and succeeded a bit more. I remember doing fundraiser races with him - once our team all wore Dodge (Mopar) shirts and the other time we were dressed in toilet paper! He did track, water sports, skiing, sledge hockey, etc... He was a huge sports fan and was an inspiration to me and many, many others.
Anyone who ever met Mike, wanted to be his friend. He could have a conversation with anyone, young or old. There is never a struggle to find what to say and when he spoke, you listened, because he was smart, interesting, funny and inspirational. I could go on for hours about wonderful memories that I have made with him. The memories fill my heart with happiness and sorrow all at the same time. I think of his parents, his brother, his sister in law and niece. I think about all the friends he has made over his 29 years of life. He will be missed but never, ever forgotten.
Mike, you were a beautiful soul. You touched many lives. You were my friend, my inspiration and you've changed my life for the better by just knowing you. I feel honored and privileged to have been a part of your life. Our world seems a little less bright now that you're gone, but WOW, has heaven ever gained one hell of an Angel. I hope you're driving around in a Mopar up there - maybe its plum crazy purple...remember that was my favorite color?! I hope you're drinking an ice cold beer and smiling that big smile that could light up a room. I hope you're laughing at the good times you've had and feeling happy in your new paradise. We miss you here, more than you'll ever know.
Until we meet again, bud. I love you & miss you.
