Matthew Rodgers
Memorial website in the memory of your loved one
In LovingMemory ofDiane
23rd Nov

Matthew Anthony Rodgers

Matt was our UNEXPECTED MIRACLE, our third born child, our baby. He was born July 15, 1982. We decided to name him Matthew because of it's meaning .... GIFT of GOD.

He was an angel baby from the first day we brought him home. He slept the whole night and was a happy cheerful baby boy! His big brother and sister were already in school which made our time together so special.

Matt was a wonderful Son, Brother, Grandson, Nephew, Cousin and Friend. He brought joy, laughter and care to all who knew him. He was always ready to help anyone, to be there for anyone who needed a friend. He was a hard worker, always paying his own way since he was 12 years old. He caddied, he worked at Giant Eagle, and in a garage changing oil and detailing cars. He loved cars, fishing, camping, hanging out with his friends, and most of all he loved his family. He once said to me , "Mom, all I need is you, Dad, Kerri, Todd, and my 4 nephews."

He went through school with ease always getting the best grades and doing well. In the year 2000 he went off to college - Penn State University - known as Happy Valley, located in the mountains of Pennsylvania. His goal was to attain a business degree in logistics. While in school he became engaged and he was never happier in his life! Looking back, we are so thankful he knew what it was to be totally in love.

In June of 2005, we went away for a Vietnam Reunion in Virginia. Matthew was home alone with only his dog, Buddy. We received a phone call that Sat. afternoon from our son, Todd. He said they couldn't reach Matt that day by phone, so our daughter, Kerri went over to check on him. She found her baby brother in his room....He had been gone for 8 to 9 hours. We had to drive home from Virginia that day....only by the grace of God did we arrive safely at midnight. Our son was taken, our house was full of family and friends waiting for us.

We had to wait for 5 1/2 weeks to get a report back on what happened to our Matthew. They said it was a virus which attacked his heart, called viral myocarditis. We will never stop asking WHY ... but we do know he is in Heaven now ..... We have to learn to live without him for the time we have left on this earth.

Our lives changed on that Saturday June the 18th, 2005. Our family is broken without our Matt, none of us will ever be the same. We miss everything about him. His smile, his beautiful dark eyes, our late night chats, his many phone calls, his laughter, and on and on.

We will love him, honor him, and remember him all the days of our lives...UNTIL WE'RE TOGETHER AGAIN. What a glorious day that will be!



 ~ Matthews

Site ~

This memorial website was created
in the memory of our loved one,
Matthew Anthony Rodgers
who was born in Sarver, Pennsylvania
on July 15th 1982
and passed away on
June 18th, 2005
at the age of 22, unexpectedly
of viral myocarditis.
We will remember him forever.
We wanted to send this to
family and friends and
keep his memory alive
He was the best Son,
Brother in-law,
Cousin and Friend
and will be missed more
than words could ever express.
We are forever changed
since Matt left us.
Our love for him will always be alive
and we look forward to the day we
can all be united again.
A whole family together...
as it was for 22 years.



Until We're Together

... Again ...

Katherine J. Cochran (BMI)
Vocal by Tiffany Coburn

 Some believe
A star shining brightly in the heavens
Represents the love of someone they can't see
Others feel
The butterfly dancing in their garden
Is a symbol of a spirit flying free

But when a gentle breeze caresses your hair
Or you see an eagle soar in the air
Should you smile and remember me in prayer
Oh, I will be there

There's no need to say good-bye
One day we'll be together
Remember me and smile
I'm in your heart forever
I'll feel the love you send
Until we're together again

Close your eyes
You'll find me sailing in the sunset
Riding waves of bluest oceans ever seen
Holding hands
Of all the others here before me
My head upheld to hear the angels sing

I can do all the things I've always dreamed of
I'll be watching over you from above
Don't worry about me because
I brought along all your love

There's no need to say good-bye
One day we'll be together
Remember me and smile
I'm in your heart forever
I'll feel the love you send
Until we're together again

It doesn't matter where you are
My love will shine upon you from that star
Like the butterfly, now I'm free
Ascending through the sky peacefully

(final chorus)
There's no need to say good-bye
One day we'll be together
Remember me and smile
I'm in your heart forever
I'll feel the love you send
All the love you send
And you hold on to the love I send
Until we're together again

We'll be together again

We will never stop loving our children. A thoughtful, gentle man named
William Penn once wrote, "Those who love beyond the world cannot be
separated by it. Death cannot kill that which does not die." We loved our
children yesterday, we love them today, and we will love them tomorrow.
There is neither force nor foe that can ever remove the love we have for our
children. They live within us and beyond this world, now and forever. This
is not the way we wanted our lives or their lives to be because our children
belong, not to the ages, but to us. In the end, sadly, they are not ours to
keep. They will always be ours to remember, to honor, and to love.

We hurt so much because we love so much. It is our curse to live with the
reality of death's details. It is our Blessing to be given a glimpse of the
infinite possibilities of perpetual Love. It is not a fair trade. Neither
is this a bargain we sought to make. The Children that died too soon have
broken our hearts while giving us the great gift of enlightenment. Where do
we exchange that unwanted present for one minute with them when no refund
line exists. We reach out to strangers, to family or friends to help us
remember, to help us hope all is not lost. It helps. It is not a cure.
This pitiful plight is not a wound that time heals.

Death cannot kill that which does not die. Our children would no more leave
us than we would stop loving them. Those that Love beyond the world cannot
be separated by it. No one, no thing, not now, not ever can take away our
love for our children. Our Love defies death and taunts time while
embracing and displaying its eternal nature. Sometimes Love travels an
earthly path filled with tears and cheers inspired by the life of a child
measured in moments or years. Our children live forever in the glorious,
unending infinite light of our Love, as we in theirs. That is our blessing.
That is their gift and maybe they are waiting to see if we like it. Perhaps
a cheer joined to the tear is what they need to hear. 

I Believe
Written by Diamond Rio

Every now and then soft as breath upon my skin
I feel you come back again
And it's like you haven't been gone a moment from my side
Like the tears were never cried
Like the hands of time are holding you and me
And with all my heart I'm sure we're closer than we ever were
I don't have to hear or see, I've got all the proof I need
There are more than angels watching over me

I believe.

That when you die your life goes on
It doesn't end here when you're gone
Every soul is filled with light
It never ends and if I'm right
Our love can even reach across eternity

I believe.

Forever, you're a part of me
Forever, in the heart of me
And I'll hold you even longer if I can
The people who don't see the most
Say that I believe in ghosts
And if that makes me crazy, then I am

'cause I believe

There are more than angels watching over me.

I believe

To my dearest ones, some things I’d like to say...
But first of all, to let you know, that I arrived ok.

I’m writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above...
Here, there’s no more tears of sadness; Here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I’m out of sight.
Remember that I am with you every morning, noon and night.

That day I had to leave you, when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, “I welcome you.”

“It’s good to have you back again, you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family... They’ll be here later on.”

“I need you here badly, you’re part of my plan.
There’s so much that we have to do to help our mortal man.”

God gave me a list of things that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on that list was to watch and care for you.

And when you lie in bed at night, the day’s chores put to flight,
God and I are closest to you... in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth and all those loving years,
Because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.

But do not be afraid to cry, it does relieve the pain.
Remember that there would be no flowers unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
If I were to tell you, you wouldn’t understand.

But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o’er.
I’m closer to you now than I ever was before.

There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb,
But together, we can do it by taking one day at a time.

It was always my philosophy and I’d like it for you too...
That as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody who’s in sorrow and pain,
Then you can say to God at night, “My day was not in vain.”

“And now I am contented that my life was worthwhile.
Knowing as I passed along the way I made somebody smile.”

So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
Just lend a hand to pick him up as on your way you go.

When you’re walking down the street and you’ve got me on your mind,
I’m walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.

And when it’s time for you to go, from that body to be free,
Remember, you’re not going... You’re coming here to me. 

Author unknown

Butterfly History/Jenn Rodgers

A few months before you passed away Matt, someone at work
 shared this with me. I thought it was nice and saved it
 in my email. I really forgot about it until the afternoon
 of your passing. Todd and I were walking by Mom's garden
 and we saw this butterfly. Todd said, "Look, there he goes
 up, up" and I just lost it. I remembered this saying and
 knew that was a some sort of sign. The next day I 
was looking through pictures and came across the one 
of you at the beach. It is just an awesome 
picture and I knew that was 
the one I wanted to put with the butterfly saying.

I remember framing it and setting it on the table.

"A butterfly lights beside us like

a sunbeam, and for a brief moment,

his beauty and glory belong to our

world ... and although we wish he

could have stayed ...

We feel so blessed to have seen him" ...

Dad was walking in from outside and read it.
 I explained that it was more for me because of 
what Todd and I saw the day before (Todd kept saying,
 "My brother is not a butterfly"). But Dad said 
that Mom and him were just sitting on the swing 
by themselves when a  butterfly flew up to them 
from far away. By then I was starting to really 
believe that you were definately trying to tell 
us something. (Kerri saw one the day after that, too).
 On the day following your funeral, Ryan and Garrett
 were sitting with Kerri on the swing when a butterfly
 flew by. Kerri showed the boys and Ryan called out 
your name. Although the boys could not comprehend 
the situation we all were going through, Ry-guy 
somehow knew to say your name. 

And the rest of the summer is Butterfly history...
you were giving us signs left and right. I have never 
seen so many butterflies as I did this summer. They were
 all at the right times, too. Before Ryan's birthday
 party (which, thanks for the beautiful day!) Todd 
was putting up the tents and a butterfly fluttered
 inside one of them. Todd said he was there for about
 20 mins or so... you would of been there that day 
early to help set up. And at the golf course when the 
guys were golfing for Dad's birthday. At the beach 
with us on vacation, and at the Pirate game 
when Todd, me and the boys were there. Now that
 was something, 2nd level at PNC Park. Never thought
 I'd see a butterfly there

Now, Spring cannot come fast enough...I miss those 
butterflies already. Before I just thought butterflies 
were pretty, but now they mean so much more...
I cannot see one without thinking of you!

I know you have been there with each of us every single
 moment since you left. We are lucky to have you as 
our Angel to watch over us...especially those boys!!!

We miss you and love you!!


Standing freely on my fingertips!

Wow ~~~

Gorgeous ... Monarch

Such a tender moment... unbelievable

The above photos were taken

in our yard. Sept. '07 

This butterfly I found . It was
stuck on the ground at the hospital
parking lot the night we left after visit-
ing our newly born grandson, Collin.
Todd & Jenn had their 3rd baby boy!
Uncle Matt found a way to let us
know he was there too!

The butterfly is a symbol of,
New Creation
Grace & Hope!
This is why God chose to allow you
to show yourself to us
through this beautiful butterfly .
You are a New Creation Matt.
You are Transformed into God's perfection.
You are Free to fly now Matt,
anywhere you want to be!

You have the Grace of an eagle
and are able to soar to new heights.
We all have the "Hope" to see you
and be with you again when God calls us home.
Until then, we will look for the butterflies,
and the eagles (we settle for hawks).....
we will be watching all around us
everywhere we go for you to be
paying us a visit.
We love you always and forever!


Dear Father who art in Heaven...
Please join our family on this day
and bless each one as we sit down to pray
as we remember those who have joined you above
so dearly missed and deeply loved.

Please provide us strength on this day
Bless us with memories of those faraway...
Please grant patience to family and friends as we grieve
and help us reach out to others who are bereaved.

We give thanks to you on this day....
For Your presence in our lives each and everyday.
For Your comfort, guidance, and never ending love...
And for taking care of our loved Heaven above.

As we light this candle on this day...
And it glows in memory of those in Heaven today....
May their lights always shine down on us and give us light...
And may we feel their presence along with yours tonight.

May the peace and tranquility of this day
Be an everlasting light within each of us along the way...
Lets bow our heads and give our Thanks to God above.
For our blessings, whether on earth or in Heaven above...


This is one of my favorite

pictures of Matt. His big

beautiful  dark brown eyes ...

This memorial frame was given to me by
Nancy Davis.
She has helped me so much in the making of Matt's site.
As she always says, "WE CAN DO THIS TOGETHER"...

Thank you Nancy...Mom of Dusty

Todd, Pap Rodgers & Matthew

Matt's Pap Rodgers was known as
"Mr. Smiley"...He was the most
 loving, happy, caring & giving
 man I have ever known.

 He was a man who wore many
 hats. One of those hats was 
of a School Bus Driver.
The kids all adored him & were
 more than happy to get on his
 bus each day!  After work
 he would go home & tell so many
stories of all of his little friends!

Pap had the children smiling too!

 He loved his goodies & most of all 
anything chocolate.
  His favorites were Hershey Kisses! 
He would roll the foil papers into
  a huge ball after eating so many! 

When we took Pap & Gram 
on vacation to the ocean
 he loved sipping on a 
 strawberry daiquiri... or two, while
 relaxing in the beach house!

Matthew, Todd, & Kerri loved
 their Pap with all of their hearts.
 They looked up to him and 
respected him, and more than
 anything... they knew
 they were loved by him.

Tim loved his Dad so very much.
 He was everything to him.
 I miss Pap dearly & I am honored
 to be a part of his loving family.

It comforts us to know
 Matt is with Pap...
Matt loved his Pap on Earth
and now for all of eternity.

He would want us to keep 
on smiling as he always did.

 Tim had a dream of his Dad
& Matt golfing on top of a hill.
 Tim was standing at the bottom
 looking up at them & of course 
Pap had his big huge smile as 
he & Matt waved down to him!

Pap Passed away on 1-19-'06

7 months and 1 day after our Matt.

We will love and honor your memory, Pap forever.

We know you are taking good care of our Matt...

This is my precious Gram Gallo, Matt's
Great Gram. She passed away July 17, 2008 ~
at the age of 103.

We brought her this doll

for her birthday ~ it sang and danced ~ she laughed

and laughed and danced along with it! The doll

sang ... "Sunshine, lollipops, and rainbows everywhere,

It's wonderful is what I feel when we're together"...

Gram asked us to keep playing the song over and

over. Little did we know she would be leaving us two

months later. We placed this doll with her to hold

as she journeyed on to God, and to all of her loved

ones who had gone before her. I am sure they

were all waiting for her anxiously! I can just hear

hear my Grandpap saying, "Here comes a my sweetheart!"

I know she is now taking care of my Matthew, (we nevertold her he passed away)... What a reunion and what a surprise for Gram to see Matt there...

    Gram, You are deeply missed and deeply loved. 
Thank you for being a wonderful Grandma to all of us ~

for so so many years ~ For teaching us to love our

Italian heritage and traditions ~ (FOOD & lots of it!) ~

"MUNJA ~ MUNJA" she would say to us! Thank you
for showing us your love to God, Jesus, and all

of your life thanking Him for loving you ~

For all of the love, devotion, and hard work you
put into our family ~ life will not be the same, but
we have wonderful happy memories to hold on to. Hold

my Matt for me until the day comes that I can once

again hold him. Tell him we all love him so...

Love to you forever, Gram ~ Until we meet again ...

Linda and Diane

and all of your family~

Matt's big brother, Todd was and 
always will be his best friend.

 It breaks our hearts that they
 were separated from one another
 so early in their lives. Being five
 years apart, they were only
 beginning to really bond as men.

 In this photo Matt was 22. He
 would have been 23 less than
 a month later. Todd was 28.

Dad's Dream

I had a fantastic dream the other night...
Mom and I were talking about dreaming about you,
and that night I did!
I dreamed I was walking out on a wooden dock,
and as I approached the end I saw you sitting there
looping a hook into your line.
You were with someone else,
I don't know who it was,but you were both in snow white t.shirts.
As I approached you, I wanted to put my arm around you
and just hug you, but I was thinking, this can't be,
because I knew you were in heaven now.
I put my arm around your shoulders and hugged you,
as I did this, you looked right into my face and said
"Everythings cool Dad." 
Then I woke up.
This little connection with you
lifted a very heavy load from my shoulders.
I miss you terribly and will always miss you
and love you forever, but I know now that you
are enfolded in God's arms and are healthy and smiling that
unforgettable smile of yours.
Love you and miss you.
Sleep tight with the angels my son.

Love you, always & forever,
Dad xox

Matt and his Dad, best buds.
Matt was a chip off his Dad's block.
They had so many of the same expressions
and talked so much alike. Matt loved
his Dad beyond description.
His Dad loved him the same.
To see the pain in my families faces...
is heart wrenching.
We are all so much less
without our Matt... 







Matt's Dad, has wanted
 to have this "Tiger Butterfly" 
tattooed on his it
 turns out I looked up the
 name of the yellow
 and black butterfly 
that has been near
 to us since Matt passed
 and it just "Happened"
to be called...

A poem Kerri found in
 the paper for your first
 angel date. June 18, 2006.

Matthew & his big sister, Kerri.
 She was so happy when he was
 born. She was seven years
older than Matt and became
 his second mom.
 She misses him every minute of
 every day and her heart just
aches for her little brother.

"If you need me call

 and I will come"~~~


Our kids ... all three together.
Our family was complete.
Our home blessed.
Each one of us separate ...
yet linked together.
... Forever ...


These photos were taken at home our garden... 
 It is July of 2007

His name is "Aphrodite Fritillary." 
His name is bigger than he is!

So perfectly created...

This beauty is named 
"Great Spangled Fritillary"

Dancing in the flowers!

Free ... to fly anywhere

Enjoying the sunshine!

This one is a female "Tiger Swallowtail."
August of '07... on our patio ...

Just showing off his wing span!

This one is "The Butterfly" which is 
named "Tiger Swallowtail", that
 has been
 with us from the day we found
 out our son was gone. Seems
 everywhere we go it is there... 

a sign to us that our Matthew
... is still near...

Sept. '07

This photo was taken this summer -

(August'08) also in our yard.

Another visit from Matt, along with

a friend this time!

This cross, candle, and balloons were
made for Matt's  first angel date by
a special friend of mine, Sue Smith.
She has devoted many hours of love
in helping me to make his site. For
this... I will be forever grateful. Love
to you... "My Dear Aussie Friend!"

In loving memory of
 Matthew Anthony Rodgers

Sue & her precious baby boy, Matthew..

Sue from Australia, me from the USA.
 Somehow we were brought together...
 by our Matthews on these memorial
 sites. The deaths of our sons has
 brought us as close as
 "Thelma & Louise." From tragedy...
To a bond of love. 

My Beautiful Dearest Sweetest Friend Diane,
I cannot believe you are gone from this earth.
I will always love you forever and ever. My deepest and sincere condolences to Tim, Todd, Kerri, Shawn, Jen and all of Diane's adored grandsons (and little Chevas). My heart is aching right now. I can only take comfort in knowing you are with your beloved son Matthew (and mine).



23rd Nov 2012

When somebody dies,
 a cloud turns into an Angel 
and flies up to tell God to put 
another flower on a pillow.
A bird gives the message back to the 
world and sings a silent prayer 
that makes the rain cry.
 People disappear,
 but they never really go away.
The spirits up there put the sun to bed,
wake up the grass, 
and spin the Earth in dizzy circles.
Sometimes you can see them dancing 
in a cloud during the day time 
when they're suppose to be sleeping.
They paint the rainbows 
and also the sunsets 
and make waves splash
 and tug at the tide.
They toss shooting stars 
and listen to windsongs,
 they whisper to us,
 "Don't miss me too much. 
The view is nice,

and I'm doing just fine."

Alex, Garrett, Brayden, Ryan 

Matt's 5th born nephew...18 mths.

Taylor Matthew King

Our latest addition~ 4 months old

Collin Timothy Rodgers 
Born: 10-10-"07

Matts 7th born nephew ... Born June 17th, 2008

This photo was taken while I was babysitting

my three grandsons while their mommy was in labor

with baby Danny. Kerri was having such a difficult

labor and I was so upset and worried. Many hours

passed by and the tension grew inside of me. I

happened to look up into the sky ~ and this is

what I saw ~ A Heavenly Butterfly ~

My Matt, once again was near, giving me his sign

that all was going to be ok...

"Thank you Uncle Matt, for being there with me and

my family, as you always are when we need you!"

"Thank you honey, love you and miss you" ...


Uncle Matt's 6 favorite nephews...'07

An updated photo of Tim & I
and all of Matt's boys. They
always made him smile ... now
they are the reason we smile!

Left to right...

Taylor Matthew
 Ryan Matthew
Alexander David
Brayden Shawn 
Garrett Andrew 
  Collin Timothy!

Uncle Matt's "7" favorite nephews! '08

3rd from left ~Daniel Keith

Thanksgiving at Gram and Pap's house.

Our "Seven Wonders"

of the world!

Christmas Day at Matt's Sister's home- 2009- How things have

 changed in the four and a half years our Matt has been gone ~

From four to seven nephews ... Watching over them all ...

"Til Kingdom Come"
by Coldplay

"Steal my heart and hold my tongue
I feel my time, my time has come
Let me in, unlock the door
I've never felt this way before

And the wheels just keep on turning
The drummers begin to drum
I don't know which way I'm going
I don't know which way I've come

Hold my hand inside your hands
I need someone who understands
I need someone, someone who hears
For you, I've waited all these years

For you I'd wait 'til kingdom come
Until my day, my day is done
And say you'll come and set me free
Just say you'll wait, you'll wait for me

In your tears and in your blood
In your fire and in your flood
I hear you laugh, I heard you sing
I wouldn't change a single thing

And the wheels just keep on turning
The drummers begin to drum
I don't know which way I'm going
I don't know what I'll become

For you I'd wait 'til kingdom come
Until my days, my days are done
And say you'll come and set me free
Just say you'll wait, you'll wait for me

Just say you'll wait, you'll wait for me
Just say you'll wait, you'll wait for me

Wait for us Roogy...
We'll be there with you and Mom
 in time...

Til' Kingdom Come
This is the song that came on right after
 Matt's funeral on the way 
up to the cemetary. 
The tone of the song and the lyrics 
just hit me hard. 
I will always think of Matt everytime
 I hear this song for the rest of my life.
Tommy Medovitch... best buds  

This past weekend I went
camping with some friends
 at The New River Gorge,W.V.
 It's so beautiful down
 there. It was our second 
time going. Everytime I go
 camping, I always
 think of the great times me 
Matt & Josh had camping
down at Paradise when we
 were kids. Those
are the greatest memories
 that I will never lose.

 Love ya, Diane & take care!


Tom, Matt & Josh (1989)

The pillow that this little teddy bear is 
hugging is the same as all the pillows
that were made for us with Matt's tee-
shirts that he always wore. All of us
sleep with them and hug them by our sides
every night. The boys can't sleep without

 We call them our "Uncle Matt" pillows!

They were made with love from our daughter-
in-law, Jenn's Mom, Arlene Fortino. 
She will never know the comfort we all have 
 every night because of these gifts
she created for us all!
Thank you, Jenn for the idea of
making these, and thank you Arlene for 
your time & love in making them!


Waiting for all of us who love 
 & miss him so very much.

I will always cry for you Matt.
 Missing you is more than I can
 handle most days. It just isn't
right to have to live this way.
 We will love and miss you
 all the days of our lives,
 until we meet again.

I Hear Each Tear

My Mom does not know I am watching her
but I'm watching her just the same.
and I hear each tear fall on her face,
at the mention of my name.

She says it sounds like music to her ears,
and can be heard over a crowd.
Oh, I hear each tear fall on her face,
when my name is said aloud.

I watch her stumble through each day,
as she wishes the day would end.
And I hear each tear fall on her face,
as she talks of me with her friends.

But there are few who truly understand.
Oh this I've heard her proclaim.
And I hear each tear fall on her face.
Will my Mom ever be the same?

I know that her smile can light up a sky,
but I don't see that smile today.
But I hear each tear fall on her face,
her blue skies have turned to gray.

I send to her my warmest hug
with the rays of the morning sun.
Then I won't hear a tear fall on her face,
for I shall erase them one-by-one.

My mom does not know I am watching her,
but I'm watching her just the same.
And if I hear a tear fall on her face,
I'll just softly whisper her name.

~ by Kaye Des'Ormeaux ~

Angel in Waiting 

Amidst the stars lies a
place where angels exist.

A place where God decides to pick
those chosen few and allows them to
take care of us.

Walking within both worlds
to lend a helping hand.

This is where Matthew is resting now:

All of his beautiful soul
to the ones he loved.

A piece of himself to each
and every one of us
Glowing brightly to guide
our way through this world.

When we need guidance
that torch will light in our hearts
and lead us in the right direction.

God puts his hand on a special few
to take on this responsibility.

Matthew, lead me, guide me,
And be My Angel in Waiting.

This poem was written by Stephen Ruefle, Matt's cousin,
 while he was on vacation with his family at the Outer Banks
 of North Carolina. He sat down the evening he heard of his
 cousin's death and composed his love for Matt.

Thank you Steve.
 We love you...

Aunt Dee Dee, Uncle Tim,
 Kerri and Todd, and all of our family. 

This is
 my sister Linda & all of
 her family.
 They all loved Matt
 so much
 & will remember him
 forever & always. Each
 and every one
 of them has been of such
 great comfort to our family.
 We love you all!!!

Believe when you are
 the most unhappy,
that there is something
 for you to do in the world.
 As long as you can
 sweeten anothers pain...
 life is not in vain. 

 Helen Keller


We're alike, you and I.
We've never met
Our faces would be those of strangers if we met
We would barely perceive the other's presence
If we passed on our walk through the mists
We're unknown to each other
Until the terrible words have been spoken

We're alike, you and I
We measure time in seconds and eternities
We try to go forward to yesterday
Tomorrows are for the whole people,
And we are incomplete now
The tears after a time turn inward
To become invisible to all save you and me
Our souls are rumpled from wrestling with demons.
And doubts and unanswerable prayers.

We're alike, you and I.
The tears that run down your face are my tears
And the wound in your soul is my pain too.
We need time, but time is our enemy
For it carries us farther and farther
From our lost child
And we cry out;

We're alike, you and I.
And we need each other
Don't turn away, but give me your hand
And for a time we can cease to be strangers
And become what we truly are,
A family closer than blood.
United by a bond that was forced upon us---
But a bond that can make us stronger,
Still wounded and not to sure,
But stronger for our sorrows are shared. 


written by Judy Dickey


I Still Feel Your Love

I know you’re gone from this earth
You left me way too soon
But I feel your love every time
I gaze up at the moon.
Sometimes I think I hear
A whisper in the wind
It sounds as if you’ve called my name
As your love to me you send.
Sometimes I do a silly thing
And your laughter fills my ears
I know you’re right here with me
But I can’t see you through my tears.
I felt your hand upon my shoulder
And I quickly turned to see
Visible... you were not
But I know you’re here with me.
In the night you sometime come
To visit in my dreams
My hands go out to touch you
But you’re just out of reach it seems.
For just a flash you appear
Standing close to me
Is it just my imagination
Or is it really you I see.
Even though you’re gone from me
And you watch me from above
I long for you everyday…
And I still feel your love. 

Written by an Unknown Author 


You ask me how I'm feeling,
but do you really want to know?
The moment I try telling you,
You say you have to go.

How can I tell you,
what it's been like for me.
I am haunted, I am broken
By the things you do not see.

You ask me how I'm holding up,
but do you really care?
The second I try to speak my heart,
You start squirming in your chair.

Because I am so lonely,
you see,no one comes around,
I'll take the words I want to say
And quietly choke them down.

Everyone avoids me now,
Because they don't know what to say,
They tell me I'll be there for you,
then turn and walk away.

Call me if you need me,
that's what everybody said,
But how can I call you and scream into the phone,
My God, my son is dead?

No one will let me
say the words I need to say.
Why does a mother's grief
scare everyone away?

I am tired of pretending
as my heart pounds in my chest,
I say things to make you comfortable,
but my soul finds no rest.

How can I tell you things,
that are too sad to be told,
of the helplessness of holding a son
who in your arms grows cold.

Maybe you can tell me,
how should one behave,
who's had to follow their son's casket,
and watched it perched above a grave?

You cannot imagine
 what it was like for me that day,
 to place a final kiss upon that box,
and have to turn and walk away.

If you really love me,
and I believe you do,
If you really want to help me,
 here is what I need from you.

Sit down beside me,
reach out and touch my hand,
Say, "My friend, I've come to listen
I want to understand."

Just hold my hand and listen,
That's all you need to do,
And if by chance I shed a tear,
It's alright if you do too.

I swear that I'll remember
 til the day I'm very old,
the friend who sat and held my hand,
And let me bare my soul.

"Why" ~~~

In a minute "EVERYTHING" can change








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Our Sons are Together   / Barbara Brown Menzel (friend of his Moms )
Our sons are together / Barbara Menzel-Pienkowsky (friend of his mother ) I feel in my heart that my son, Greg & Matthew put their heads together to think of a way to get their grieving mothers together. I have been missing him so horribly. This is...  Continue >>
In Loving Memory of Matthew 2010   / Sue Smith (friend of Diane )
Dearest Diane Tim and Family. Thinking of you all at this difficult time. Lots of Love Sue XOXOXOXOX  
For Matt's Angel Date ....2010   / Starry Ralston (friend)
  Remembering that you had a precious son and will have him again. Praying for your relief from pain and despair. Hoping for your faith to uplift you. Offering my friendship through all the days of our lives. And grateful that through...  Continue >>
Together at last  / Julie McGregor Joel's Mum (Connected by Angels )    Read >>
For Matt and his Family on his 4th Angel Date...  / Tina Tompkin (Friend from memory site )    Read >>
God Bless U Matthew on Your Angelversary ♥  / Tina~Mom To Angel Michael Grayson (Angel Friend )    Read >>
Sharing your pain  / Julie McGregor Joel's Mum     Read >>
Sharing your pain  / Julie McGregor Joel's Mum     Read >>
For our Matthew on Valentine's Day-'09  / Diane Rodgers (Mom)    Read >>
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