I never had a chance to sit and talk with you so I wanted to take a moment to let you know what Mahito meant to our family. We loved him so much and have so many wonderful memories. He spent a lot of time at our home with our two boys. Some days, it was almost like we had three boys. They would wrestle and tackle each other until we just knew someone was going to pee their pants. Most of the time, he carried them upside down by their feet while they screamed. He completed our crazy family and I hope he knew that. So many times he just knew the right things to say or the perfect moment for a surprise visit. He visited us every summer when we went camping. He could never quite fit on the little beds in our trailer, but we always made it work!
Most importantly, he was the rock for my husband, Chris. They were like two peas in a pod. Every two weeks, the three of us would meet for lunch and without hesitation, he would order for Chris. He knew what he wanted to drink, how he liked the seasonings and how he wanted the dishes cooked. I swear some times that they were husband and husband. They had lunch together just about every day. Their favorite hang out was Costco so they could eat those big polish dogs and have a soda. He always told Chris where he was going for the weekend so that he wouldn’t worry.
When he broke his ankle, he called Chris and said “Hey, I hurt my ankle and it’s pretty swollen. Just thought you should know.” Chris picked him up and took him to the ER. Sure enough, it was broken. We tried and tried to get him to stay here with us and when that wasn’t going to happen, we tried to get him to at least stay downstairs for a few days. That didn’t happen either.
When he broke his leg, he called Chris again. I could tell just from the first few of his words that it was going to be another trip to the ER. Chris took him in again and brought the big guy back with his crutches and supply of pain meds that he said he didn’t need. “It’s not that bad!”
He taught our boys how to catch lizards with a blade of grass, which mushrooms not to eat, to always wear your helmet and that it is okay to get dirty. He taught me that it is okay for the boys to be loud, climb trees, throw rocks and get dirty.
Words can not describe how important he is to our family. I just wanted you to know that we did our best to take care of him. He was part of our family. As I go through our house, I see him in everything from the fence he built around the house, to the work he and Chris did in the garage, to the tile he helped us pick out for the floor in our kitchen and dining room. He is everywhere and I love that.
Thank you so much for sharing Mahito with our family. He meant the world to us. ♥
One last thing you should know about Mahito. He was always so respectful around me and our children. Not once did he ever use foul language or speak negatively about anyone or anything. So many people forget that children are always watching and listening, but he never did. He was such a positive role model for our boys. You should be so very proud.
I miss him terribly yet I can feel him around us always. Thank you again for your sweet son.
Mindy Gularte Carpenter