Makoa is Hawaiian for warrior, and he was brave until the very end. He was my son, and my friend. He stayed up with me when I couldn't sleep, cheered me up, welcomed us home everyday, and he sang with us as we got ready each morning. From the moment we met, he was my right hand man. I love him so very much. He changed my life. He gave us everything, and I know we did too. Till we meet again my love, aloha.