Last December, Mitch lost his best friend. He lost his dad.
Death sucks. It really sucks. I hated seeing Mitch and his mom and sister have to sit down with the doctors to figure out what they wanted, but most importantly, what Steve would have wanted. Loved ones shouldn't have to make those decisions. But fortunately they were all so loving about the whole thing that they only thought of their dad and husband, and what he would have wanted the most. They never made it about themselves and focused on making him comfortable.
We love you Steve.
And miss you so very much.