There are no words to capture the love that Michael had in his heart. He was more than a brother, the three of us were best friends. There were no older or younger siblings, we were a unit that could always be depended on to take care of, protect and love one another. Even on the worst of days Mike had a brilliant ability to make you laugh and smile. His eyes would sparkle, his nostrils flare - in a way only he could. And his face would light up...he was so proud that he could bring you joy.
There's so much laughter that will be gone from our lives now, because so much of that laughter came from Michael. He was so full of life. You would want to scream or be angry, he would give you a weird look or say something so "Michael" and you just could not be angry anymore. There were nights when we would just sit and talk, about life, our plans. It would always amaze us that not only could he make people laugh and smile but that he was so perceptive and compassionate. We were so proud of the man that he had become. We said that the woman who married him - someday - would be very lucky. Michael always had a shoulder to lean on, for anyone, although he was sure to talk your ear off when you were done.He made true friends everywhere he went and it is a testament today how many people's lives he touched.
We are so amazed that Mike was the perfect mix of our mom and dad. He had Mom's completely inappropriate and brilliant sense of humor. We would yell at our mom for encouraging him, but secretly we loved it! Dad was his hero. Michael was so much a miniature version of him. Before their trip out to Vegas, dad went shopping and came back with new clothes - he loved getting new clothes. They ended up with matching khaki & blazers and we teased them relentlessly, because Mike kept saying that they couldn't be matching - it would be lame! But Michael could not stop laughing about it.
Even when we would fight and we sure could fight, we would wrestle, throw food and hang up the phone when one of us would try to call our parents and tell. But at the end of the day, when our parents came home we had always made up and no one would tell what really happened. It was us against the world.
The constant in our lives was that the three of us would always be there to have a hug of support, to cry with you and to be there to cheer you on. And we know that he is still cheering us on. Michael - it will never be the same, it will never be better. As much as we pray to hear you laugh and see you smile again, we know that you are part of us and you will never be gone, because we are - what we are - because of you, because of the unit that is the Greene children. Michael you will always be in our heart.
We love you.
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