Last weekend we lost one of the best men this world had to offer, my friend, Matt. Matt and I were about the same age, and shared a lot of the same personality traits. He was always quick with a joke and the most loyal guy I had ever met. Whenever I needed help with something, he was there. He was going to help my build my first AR rifle, but I kept putting off getting the rest of the parts. Now we will never get to work on that project -- part of the legacy of a good life cut too short.
He was a devoted father to three outstanding young men, two of whom are in college and one who is a junior in high school, and simply adored his wife. They are heartbroken, and should be. Matt was bigger than life.
He passed away after a seemingly routine surgery -- a day procedure. I talked to him Friday night on the phone. Saturday morning, two days after the surgery, he died at home.
His loss has ripped a massive hole in the hearts of all who knew him. There is so much more I want to write, but I simply can't. The pain is too raw, too near the surface right now. Maybe someday.
Until then, I would ask my readers to pray for his wife and children. They need it so much right now.
Thanks for letting me share.
He was a devoted father to three outstanding young men, two of whom are in college and one who is a junior in high school, and simply adored his wife. They are heartbroken, and should be. Matt was bigger than life.
He passed away after a seemingly routine surgery -- a day procedure. I talked to him Friday night on the phone. Saturday morning, two days after the surgery, he died at home.
His loss has ripped a massive hole in the hearts of all who knew him. There is so much more I want to write, but I simply can't. The pain is too raw, too near the surface right now. Maybe someday.
Until then, I would ask my readers to pray for his wife and children. They need it so much right now.
Thanks for letting me share.
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