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Matthew Robert
Parks

July 13, 1976 – January 4, 2019

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Condolence From: Ken
Condolence: My deepest condolences for your loss. We live in a world were so many loved ones fall asleep in death, the Bible refers to death as an enemy which it is, to separate us from our loved ones. But in our faith in God’s promises we can find comfort and hope.. These scriptures can gives us that- 1 Corinthians 15:26 ,Acts 24:15.
Friday January 11, 2019
Condolence From: Jimmie Mac
Condolence: Not many people know much about my past but I have lost a few loved ones along the way including a identical twin brother when we were 5 years old and to this day I don't talk about it much because it hurts deep down inside, but that's my shipwreck.
I can't imagine the pain it must be to lose a child or a wife, husband or parent when you are just a young child you have lived your whole life with, But here's my two cents...

I wish I could say you get used to people dying. But I never did. I don't want to. It tears a hole through me whenever somebody I love dies, no matter the circumstances. But I don't want it to "not matter". I don't want it to be something that just passes. My scars are a testament to the love and the relationship that I had for and with that person. And if the scar is deep, so was the love. So be it.

Scars are a testament to life. Scars are a testament that I can love deeply and live deeply and be cut, or even gouged, and that I can heal and continue to live and continue to love. And the scar tissue is stronger than the original flesh ever was. Scars are a testament to life. Scars are only ugly to people who can't see.

As for grief, you'll find it comes in waves. When the ship is first wrecked, you're drowning, with wreckage all around you. Everything floating around you reminds you of the beauty and the magnificence of the ship that was, and is no more. And all you can do is float. You find some piece of the wreckage and you hang on for a while. Maybe it's some physical thing. Maybe it's a happy memory or a photograph. Maybe it's a person who is also floating. For a while, all you can do is float. Stay alive.

In the beginning, the waves are 100 feet tall and crash over you without mercy. They come 10 seconds apart and don't even give you time to catch your breath. All you can do is hang on and float. After a while, maybe weeks, maybe months, you'll find the waves are still 100 feet tall, but they come further apart. When they come, they still crash all over you and wipe you out. But in between, you can breathe, you can function. You never know what's going to trigger the grief. It might be a song, a picture, a street intersection, the smell of a cup of coffee. It can be just about anything...and the wave comes crashing. But in between waves, there is life.

Somewhere down the line, and it's different for everybody, you find that the waves are only 80 feet tall. Or 50 feet tall. And while they still come, they come further apart. You can see them coming. An anniversary, a birthday, or Christmas, or landing at some airport. You can see it coming, for the most part you prepare yourself. And when it washes over you, you know that somehow you will, again, come out the other side. Soaking wet, sputtering, still hanging on to some tiny piece of the wreckage, but you'll come out.

Take it from me. The waves never stop coming, I've been doing it for 56 years now and somehow you don't really want them to. But you learn that you'll survive them. And other waves will come. And you'll survive them too.

If you're lucky, you'll have lots of scars from lots of loves. And lots of shipwrecks.
Matt and I weren’t friends for very long but we had a connection, we shared the same birthday the love of golf and a good friend! My you rest in peace my friend…
Mac
Monday January 07, 2019

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