I never thought I would be posting in this forum. It has been very hard for me to cope for the past few days.
Matthew Luke Davis was only 19 years old. An innocent victim of a car accident that tragically took his life November 2, 2005. His 20th birthday would have been this past Monday, 7 November 2005. Of course, the driver of the vehicle in which he was riding in survived with only minor injuries. Alcohol nor drugs were involved, he was just at the wrong place at the wrong time.
Matthew is special to me since I was married to his mother for 3 years and help to raise him during that short time. He was a fine young man with unlimited potential. Monday was the hardest day of my life. Watching his casket lower into his final resting place brought me to my knees.
My son is taking it the hardest since they had really gotten close over the past few years, especially over these last 6 months since I allowed him to remain there from his normal summer visit to spend more time with his mother and brother and attend school there this year. The first time in his 13 years that he has actually "lived" with his mother. God works in mysterious ways by allowing him to really get close with his big brother before his departure.
I love you Matt. May you rest in peace. I only wish that me and you could have continued a stronger relationship even though me and your mother did not.
I ask that you keep us all in your prayers.
Matthew Luke Davis was only 19 years old. An innocent victim of a car accident that tragically took his life November 2, 2005. His 20th birthday would have been this past Monday, 7 November 2005. Of course, the driver of the vehicle in which he was riding in survived with only minor injuries. Alcohol nor drugs were involved, he was just at the wrong place at the wrong time.
Matthew is special to me since I was married to his mother for 3 years and help to raise him during that short time. He was a fine young man with unlimited potential. Monday was the hardest day of my life. Watching his casket lower into his final resting place brought me to my knees.
My son is taking it the hardest since they had really gotten close over the past few years, especially over these last 6 months since I allowed him to remain there from his normal summer visit to spend more time with his mother and brother and attend school there this year. The first time in his 13 years that he has actually "lived" with his mother. God works in mysterious ways by allowing him to really get close with his big brother before his departure.
I love you Matt. May you rest in peace. I only wish that me and you could have continued a stronger relationship even though me and your mother did not.
I ask that you keep us all in your prayers.
That breaks my heart. Nothing any of us can say or do to make things better. Just know Matt is in a better place and he's watching. Waiting for the day you guys meet up again. 
