We had a celebration of Isaiah’s life on August 12th for those who were unable to make it to San Diego for the funeral. At the end Mark, who officiated, asked people to come up and share stories of Isaiah. After an adult led the way, some of Isaiah’s buddies bravely told stories, through tears and quivering chins, of their friend. It was beautiful to watch and to hear these young men ages 11, honor their friend who they dearly miss. It was so fitting that they, one by one shared memories that are seared into their hearts forever. I think it was the beginning of healing for these sweet young men. I know that there are many hard times for all of us ahead, but it is a good start.
Here is a pictures of some of Isaiah’s buddies the night they said goodbye to their friend.
bitter-sweet to the max…:(