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Michael Carlton Parr
Celebration of Life services for Michael Carlton Parr, 21, of Champaign, will be held at 1 p.m., Tuesday, September 23, 2008, at Heath and Vaughn Funeral Home, 201 N. Elm, Champaign. Visitation will be from 11 a.m. to 1 p.m. at the funeral home.
The Rev. Mike Potts will officate.
Burial will be at Blue Ridge Township Cemetery, Mansfield.
Mike died at 7:57 p.m., Thursday, September 18, 2008, at Carle Hospital, Urbana.
He was born February 2, 1987, in Urbana, the son of Mark C. Parr, Champaign, and Shawn V. Parr, also of Champaign.
Mike is survived by his parents, a sister, Elizabeth Parr, of Champaign, two nieces, Alexis Parr and Aalyvia Wilson, both of Champaign; his fiancée, Kristina A. Ireland, Urbana; his maternal grandmother, Shirley Blunt, of Ft. Myers, Florida; and his maternal great-grandmother, Mabel Meyer of also of Ft. Myers, Florida.
Mike was employed as a mechanic. His hobbies included drawing, playing the guitar, playing video games, and JAB bands. His family and friends say he was a “jack of all trades.”
Condolences to the Parr family may be offered by e-mail at www.heathandvaughn.com.
Condolences
No words can express the depth of sympathy to your family for the loss of Mike. He was a wonderful friend to both my son and myself. He will be in our thoughts and prayers forever. He was loved by many and will be missed by many. The world loss a wonderful man with the loss of Mike.
Dyna L. Roesch and Tyler Roesch
Uncle Mark,
I am sorry to hear about Michael. I wish I could come up for the funeral. I just wanted you to know that I am thinking about you.
Love ya
Jennie
Dear Mark, Elizabeth & family,
Just wanted you to know that we are thinking about you today. It is impossible for me to come to the funeral and I think TK will make an appearance. Tim is devastated, and I am sending him the obit today. They were really good friends and spent lots of time together. I will catch up with you later and show you how much Autumn has grown.
Thinking of you and love you. Keep your chin up. You are stronger than you think you are.
Love, Betty, TK, Autumn & all
Dear Mark, Elizabeth and Family,
I wish I had the perfect words to say to take away this pain. I wish somehow I could make all of this better. But, I can’t. I just want you to know how much I care about you. That you are in my thoughts and prayers. When you need to cry I have big shoulders to cry on. I’m always here when you need someone just to listen or cry with. I can’t make this better as much as I would like to be able to. But I can be here to hold your hand and cry with you.
Mark, I want you to know that God loves you and He is crying with you. Allow him to wipe away the tears that fall. As someone already said, you are stronger than you think you are. Thank you for allowing me to hold your heart and trust me with your feelings. As much as I want to be able to give you an answer for why this happened. I can’t I don’t know how or why this happened but please know that I am here and my heart is breaking along with yours. We will make it through this together.
Elizabeth, I know this is a very difficult time and as you told me tonight you are tired of hearing about God and its okay to be angry, sad and frustrated I can’t tell you I know just how you feel because I don’t. What I can tell you is that you are loved and it’s okay to feel angry and sad. I know Michael loved you deeply. Take care of yourself and please remember its okay to cry. Allow people to be there for you.
The day Michael died the world lost a great man. Mike was a wonderful person, and he will be deeply missed by so many people.
I wanted to leave you with a poem that I was sent shortly after my nana died. Somehow in the middle of all of this I found healing in this poem.
If we had one lifetime wish
One dream that could come true
We'd pray to God so hard
For yesterday and for you. The things we feel so deeply
Are the hardest things to say.
But we, your family, love you
In a very special way. They say memories are golden
And maybe that is true.
But we never wanted memories,
We only wanted you. If teardrops were a stairway
And heartaches made a lane,
We'd walk a path to heaven
And bring you back again. Ever since you passed away,
A thousand times we've cried.
If our love could have saved you
You never would have died.
Kate
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