**Our Friendship** I just feel better when I write..... I want the world to know how this has affected me. I want to share my friendship with you, and I know Mark would want the same. My friendship with your family member, friend, lover was different than yours. Mark, and I battled a lot of the same depression when we were younger. It's when we met that we realized how we connected on that level of life. Meeting Mark at Wal-Mart that summer day was something so special that the world brought us together to shape each of ourselves into growing into adulthood. We lifted each other up in a way that like no other could experience. We talked about death. We talked about cruel the world worked. Many of our moments together were so strong that even today they still carry inside my soul. Mark told me that there was going to come a day when one of us was going to died and that it was going to be extremely hard on the person that would have to experience this. Mark explained that me and his friendship was connected to the universe. Now, we were just about 23-25 years old when we had these deep conversations, but our friendship continued to grow and gain so many memories until we went down different paths in life. I never understood how two people could connect on this level until the day one of us died, like he explained to me when we connected when we found each other. Mark, talked about his depression with me and I could always feel his pain he could see mine. I know I'm never going to be the same person again because a part of me went with him. I'm glad I'm still here to carry on a friendship that people can have with each other in life. I will never forget the day he told me he was going to help me battle my depression and I know he's still going too.
Mark Joseph Kilchewski
I hope peace has finally found you
For those of you who knew my brother:
This end is not what you deserved.
He was my first friend and shared a bond forged in a childhood of chaos that few could truly understand. Though we walked different paths to make sense of those difficult years, he remains a cherished part of a shared history. In his youth, he was a boy who found his greatest joy in the quiet of nature, fishing by the water, and the simple freedom of riding bikes and exploring the world around him.
As a teenager, he moved through life with an effortless coolness and a natural artistic talent that seemed to come to him without trying.He loved skateboarding. He possessed a charismatic spirit and a vibrant presence that drew people in. While the heavy weight of trauma and genetic struggles eventually overshadowed the man he had the potential to be, he is remembered most for the person he was before those burdens took hold. He is deeply missed and held in love for the brother and friend he was at his core. May he finally find the profound peace and rest he deserves.
Those who wish to honor Mark's memory are invited to .
