This blog is to honor my wife, Melisa Matthews, who has lost her battle with cancer after a 2 year fight.
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Friday, December 11, 2009
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Boo, I have been out of the "Starkville Loop" for a while but was given the link to your blog a couple of days ago. I am heartbroken for you, Aidan, and Melisa. It is difficult for me to even read the blog, yet you seem to be holding it together somehow. I can't imagine what you're going thru. I really do believe everything happens for a reason, but sometimes it is difficult to see. Hang in there, I'll be praying for you tonight.
From the moment I met Melisa, I liked her, her sweet smile, her generous and kind spirit, and being around you, Boo, didn't even change that! So thankful that you two found each other, some people search their whole lives and never find what you two have. So much love that you had to share it with a beautiful little boy, who thrives in the presence of that love.
It hardly seems possible but I met Melisa 32 years ago. So much has happened to her since then but she has always been the same sweet person. I thank God that she met Boo and that they have Aidan. Boo, your faith amazes me!
I met Melisa 15 - 20 years ago when she first opened Rain or Shine. She did nails for a little while in the beginning, and she did my nails. (I was thinking about that earlier today and wondered what I was thinking getting my nails done while I was in college - I had no money.....Guess that's where some of that student loan money went!!) As many of you women know, you can get to know a person really well through the course of a few manicures. She was always so much fun to talk to, and she always really cared about whatever we were talking about. She gave me lots of good advice, and she let me in on her life, too. I have great memories of those talks we had. I've always admired her. After the manicure days, I didn't see her as often, but when I did see her around town, we always stopped and chatted. Even though we had "just" met over manicures in earlier years, it was always great to catch up with her, even for just a quick conversation. I reconnected with her over the past few years since Aidan and my youngest, Cooper, went to daycare together at FUMC. I was (and am) so happy they are friends. I will really miss Melisa. She is so special.
P.S. Melisa's eyes really sparkle and twinkle when she laughs. I have always noticed that about her...
I was so excited when my sister gave birth to this precious baby girl. I thought she was the prettiest baby I had ever seen. I had become an aunt for the 1st time when Melisa's older brother was born, but I really didn't brag too much about his being too cute (this is a family joke!!). I was in high school and remember showing all my friends pictures of my new niece. She was born on Pearl Harbor Day and a lady named Pearl worked with my mom. The lady said to my sister, "if you'll name the baby Pearl, I'll buy all her shoes for her until she graduates high school". My sister said it was certainly tempting, but, as we all know, she chose another name. However, because Melisa's feet were not "average" and it was really hard and expensive to buy shoes that fit, her mom sometimes wondered if she should have named her Pearl.....maybe Melisa Pearl?
When she was little, she liked for me to chase her. One day we were playing chase in front of her dad's store. She was about the height of a fire hydrant at the time. Anyway, she would run and then turn around and see how close I was to catching her. This particular day, she was running pretty fast and she looked back and was heading directly towards a fire hydrant. I yelled at her and she turned forward and crushed her face into the hydrant. Blood poured everywhere and I was soooooo upset. I just knew I had caused her to scar that pretty face. I don't remember how much damage was done, but I know it certainly didn't cause any permanent damage to her face. After her parents cleaned her up and bandaged her wounds, she wanted me to chase her again and she got very angry with me when I said no. I think that's the only time in 48 years I ever saw her mad. Melisa ALWAYS had a big smile and her eyes always sparkled. My husband has known her for 32 years and he said he's never seen her without that smile.
Melisa has always been one of the strongest links in our family. During her mom's illness and death, Melisa was my strength. The day before her mom died, she asked me to go into the closet with her to find the burial clothes her mom had requested. Neither of us could do this without the support of the other. I remember us sitting on the bed crying and talking about life, love, family, death and memories. I have relived that moment so many times the past couple of days. I am truly honored to have been a part of Melisa's family.
I know God is ready for another angel and I also know this will be His most precious and beautiful one.
I have never had the pleasure of meeting Melisa, but it has touched my heart deeply to see the love that everyone has for her. Thank you for sharing this painful time in your life that she has blessed me too.
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Boo, I have been out of the "Starkville Loop" for a while but was given the link to your blog a couple of days ago. I am heartbroken for you, Aidan, and Melisa. It is difficult for me to even read the blog, yet you seem to be holding it together somehow. I can't imagine what you're going thru. I really do believe everything happens for a reason, but sometimes it is difficult to see. Hang in there, I'll be praying for you tonight.
From the moment I met Melisa, I liked her, her sweet smile, her generous and kind spirit, and being around you, Boo, didn't even change that! So thankful that you two found each other, some people search their whole lives and never find what you two have. So much love that you had to share it with a beautiful little boy, who thrives in the presence of that love.
It hardly seems possible but I met Melisa 32 years ago. So much has happened to her since then but she has always been the same sweet person. I thank God that she met Boo and that they have Aidan. Boo, your faith amazes me!
I met Melisa 15 - 20 years ago when she first opened Rain or Shine. She did nails for a little while in the beginning, and she did my nails. (I was thinking about that earlier today and wondered what I was thinking getting my nails done while I was in college - I had no money.....Guess that's where some of that student loan money went!!) As many of you women know, you can get to know a person really well through the course of a few manicures. She was always so much fun to talk to, and she always really cared about whatever we were talking about. She gave me lots of good advice, and she let me in on her life, too. I have great memories of those talks we had. I've always admired her. After the manicure days, I didn't see her as often, but when I did see her around town, we always stopped and chatted. Even though we had "just" met over manicures in earlier years, it was always great to catch up with her, even for just a quick conversation. I reconnected with her over the past few years since Aidan and my youngest, Cooper, went to daycare together at FUMC. I was (and am) so happy they are friends. I will really miss Melisa. She is so special.
P.S. Melisa's eyes really sparkle and twinkle when she laughs. I have always noticed that about her...
I was so excited when my sister gave birth to this precious baby girl. I thought she was the prettiest baby I had ever seen. I had become an aunt for the 1st time when Melisa's older brother was born, but I really didn't brag too much about his being too cute (this is a family joke!!). I was in high school and remember showing all my friends pictures of my new niece. She was born on Pearl Harbor Day and a lady named Pearl worked with my mom. The lady said to my sister, "if you'll name the baby Pearl, I'll buy all her shoes for her until she graduates high school". My sister said it was certainly tempting, but, as we all know, she chose another name. However, because Melisa's feet were not "average" and it was really hard and expensive to buy shoes that fit, her mom sometimes wondered if she should have named her Pearl.....maybe Melisa Pearl?
When she was little, she liked for me to chase her. One day we were playing chase in front of her dad's store. She was about the height of a fire hydrant at the time. Anyway, she would run and then turn around and see how close I was to catching her. This particular day, she was running pretty fast and she looked back and was heading directly towards a fire hydrant. I yelled at her and she turned forward and crushed her face into the hydrant. Blood poured everywhere and I was soooooo upset. I just knew I had caused her to scar that pretty face. I don't remember how much damage was done, but I know it certainly didn't cause any permanent damage to her face. After her parents cleaned her up and bandaged her wounds, she wanted me to chase her again and she got very angry with me when I said no. I think that's the only time in 48 years I ever saw her mad. Melisa ALWAYS had a big smile and her eyes always sparkled. My husband has known her for 32 years and he said he's never seen her without that smile.
Melisa has always been one of the strongest links in our family. During her mom's illness and death, Melisa was my strength. The day before her mom died, she asked me to go into the closet with her to find the burial clothes her mom had requested. Neither of us could do this without the support of the other. I remember us sitting on the bed crying and talking about life, love, family, death and memories. I have relived that moment so many times the past couple of days. I am truly honored to have been a part of Melisa's family.
I know God is ready for another angel and I also know this will be His most precious and beautiful one.
I have never had the pleasure of meeting Melisa, but it has touched my heart deeply to see the love that everyone has for her. Thank you for sharing this painful time in your life that she has blessed me too.
We will continue to hold all of you up in prayer.
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