In Remembrance Of Mikko

I had been thinking about this lately. I think we should all go to his profile, go back to his old posting and throw as many positive ratings on them as we can. I want him to be at the top of the important members list for likes.
 
I would love to write something poignant and poetic here but I just don't have the words.

Mikko, you were funny, smart, gentle, kind, and taken from us too soon. You are missed.
 
I was having great day until I noticed this thread.


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Fuck, it's been already 1 year?

RIP my friend. :(
 
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BErt

Ah dang. First chance I had to log on today. :(

Mikko, it just ain't the same without you.
 

Dave

Staff member
I hadn't really figured out yet how I wanted to respond to this thread. So many things I wanted to say. He is not nor will be forgotten as long as any of us are around. But how to convey this into words? Well, I needn't have worried.

Email from his father Timo I got this morning.

To members of Halforums

A year has passed Mikko's passing away, we miss him and know and believe in yours in the forum so familiar. We are grateful for yours great compassion.

We found a poem that tells a lot about Mikko's thoughts, which he would have said to any of us and you.

If Tomorrow Starts Without Me

If tomorrow starts without me, and I'm not there to see,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes all filled with tears for me;
I wish so much you wouldn't cry the way you did today,
while thinking of the many things we didn't get to say.
I know how much you care for me, and how much I care for you,
and each time that you think of me I know you'll miss me too;

But when tomorrow starts without me, please try to understand,
that an angel came and called my name and took me by the hand,
and said my place was ready in heaven far above,
and that I'd have to leave behind all those I dearly love.

But as I turned to walk away, a tear fell from my eye,
for all life, I'd always thought I didn't want to die.
I had so much to live for and so much yet to do.
it seemed almost impossible that I was leaving you.
I thought of all the love we shared and all the fun we had.
If I could relive yesterday, I thought, just for a while,
I'd say goodbye and hug you and maybe see you smile.

But then I fully realised that this could never be,
for emptiness and memories would take the place of me.
And when I thought of worldly things that I'd miss come tomorrow.
I thought of you, and when I did, my heart was filled with sorrow.

But when I walked through Heaven's gates, I felt so much at home.
When God looked down and smiled at me, from His great golden throne,
He said, "This is eternity and all I've promised you,
Today your life on earth is past but here it's starts anew.
I promise no tomorrow, but today will always last.
and since each day's the same, there's no longing for the past.

But you have been so faithful, so trusting, so true.
Though there were times you did some things you knew you shouldn't do.
And you have been forgiven and now at last you're free.
So won't you come and take my hand and share my life with me?"

So if tomorrow starts without me, don't think we're far apart,
for every time you think of me, please know I'm in your heart.

- David Romano



Until now, we have realized how close friends all of you have been, although far from him.

We hope to you happy future and waiting for Christmas.

Leila and Timo
Mikko’s mom and dad




Dave,
excuse my poor english, i hope you understand me. Please correct.
I hope you write this message into forum.
The title of the email was "In Remembrance of Mikko" - the name of this thread. So in a very real way he is still with us, forging a bond between peoples that are far away from one another yet impossibly close. We give comfort to his mom & dad by being there for them in remembering the wonderful man they call son, and they give us comfort in remembering the man we call friend.

To Leila and Timo all I can say is thank you. Thank you for the son you raised so right, and thank you for including us in celebrating that life at its passing.
 
Not long ago our giant laughed, he sang with us and wept
now a year has passed and through the pain we gather and reflect
upon his good cheer, and his strength, gentle but like stone
and take small comfort from the fact he never was alone.
While no one knows what lies beyond life’s final painful scar
if we look into the sky tonight we'll see his smiles are the stars.


We miss you, Mikko.
 
Through history he walked
This walker from the North.
Without vestments to the south,
He boldly ventured forth.
Wielding both mug and hammer
The power with which to ban,
This brave and kindly warrior,
This glorious ginger man.
Preaching of the sauna,
Welcoming to all,
Damnit Mikko, I miss you.
I hope to see you, when I fall.
 
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