(¯'L´¯)✿
.'•.¸.•´(¯'O´¯)✿
******.'•.¸.•´(¯'V´¯)✿
...***********'•.¸.•´(¯'E´¯)
.........**************•.¸.•´
ಌڿڰۣಌ Beloved Son & Brother ಌڿڰۣಌ
RUSSELLVILLE -- Patrick Nicholas Cawthon, 26, died March 16, 2008, at Russellville. He was born March 2, 1982, in Joplin, Mo., to Anthony Olen Cawthon and Sandee Schuler Cawthon.
He was a 2000 graduate of Rogers High School, where he played baseball. He was a distribution supervisor for Tyson Foods in Russellville and served in the Navy. He enjoyed coaching youth baseball, fishing and camping. He was a member of the Episcopal Church. He was engaged to Megan Jones of Russellville.
Survivors include his parents of Rogers; three brothers, Cash, Trey and Connor Cawthon, all of Rogers; his paternal grandmother, Peggy Cawthon of Rogers; maternal grandparents, Laura Hartronft and husband Karl of Plano, Texas, David Schuler and wife Lesa of Centerton; maternal great-grandmother, Edna Schuler of Lanagan, Mo.; his godmother and great-grandmother, Gayle King of Boulder, Colo.
Visitation will be from 6 to 8 p.m. today at Benton County Funeral Home, downtown, in Rogers.
A graveside service will be held at 1 p.m. Wednesday at Fayetteville National Cemetery with Rick Booyer officiating. Military honors will be conducted by Bella Vista VFW 9063.
Memorials may be made to Rogers Humane Society or Youth Baseball Program, c/o Benton County Funeral Home, 306 N. 4th St., Rogers, 72756.
♥ (¯* •. ¸ ♥ ♥ ¸. • * '¯) ♥
When you remember me,
it means that you have carried something of who I am with you, that I have left some mark of who I am on who you are.
It means that you can summon me back to your mind
even though countless years and miles may stand between us.
It means that if we meet again, you will know me.
It means that even after I die,
you can still see my face and hear my voice
and speak to me in your heart.
For as long as you remember me,
I am never entirely lost.
.... ♥(¯'*•.¸♥ ♥¸.•*´¯)♥ ....
.♥¸.•*¨*❀*¨*•.¸¸♥¸.•*¨*❀*¨*•.¸¸♥.
♥❀ REMEMBERING A SPECIAL ANGEL ❀♥
.❀¸.•*¨*♥*¨*•.¸¸❀¸.•*¨*♥*¨*•.¸¸❀.
.... ♥(¯'*•.¸♥ ♥¸.•*´¯)♥ ....
I thought of you with love today,
but that is nothing new.
I thought about you yesterday,
and the day before that, too.
I think of you in silence,
...I often say your name,
But all I have is memories
and your picture in a frame.
Your memory is my keepsake,
with which I'll never part.
God has you in his keeping,
I have you in my heart.
I shed tears for what might have been,
a million times I've cried.
If love alone could have saved you,
you never would have died.
In life I loved you dearly,
in death I love you still,
In my heart you hold a place
no one could ever fill.
It broke my heart to lose you,
but you didn't go alone,
For part of me went with you,
the day God took you home.
~ Author Unknown
(for your momma)
.... ♥(¯'*•.¸♥ ♥¸.•*´¯)♥ ....
Heaven is brighter with this new soul joining the family already there.¸¸♥
. • ○ ° ★ ° . • ★ ° . . ☾ °☆ . * ● ¸ . ★ ° :. . • ○ ° ★ Patrick . * . . ° . ● . ° ☾ ° ☆ ¸. ● . ★ Son ★ ° ☾ ☆ ¸. ¸ ★ :. . • ○ ° ★ . * . . ¸ . ° ★ ¸. * ● ¸ . °Brother ☾ ° ¸. ● ¸ . ★ ° . • ° . . ¸ . ● ¸ ★ ★ ☾ ° ★ . . ° ☆ . ● ¸ . ★ ° . • ○ ° ★ . * . ☾ ° Friend ¸. * ● ¸ ° ☾ ° ☆ . * ¸. ★ ° . • ★ ° . . ☾ ° ☆Pat . * ● ¸ . ★ ° :. . • ○ ° . * . . ° . ● . ° ☾ ° ☆ ¸. ● . ★ ° . • ★ ° ☾ ☆ ¸. ¸ ★ :. • ○ ° ★ . * . .. • ○ ° ★
.... ♥(¯'*•.¸♥ ♥¸.•*´¯)♥ ....
We little knew that morning that
God would call your name.
In life we loved you dearly,
...in death we do the same.
It broke our hearts to lose you,
you did not go alone
For part of us went with you,
the day God called you home.
You left us peaceful memories,
your love is still our guide;
And though we can not see you ,
you are always at our side.
Our family chain is broken
and nothing seems the same,
But as God calls us one by one,
the chain will link again.
Forever Loved, Sadly Missed & Never Forgotten
~ Patrick Nicholas ~
3/2/82 - 3/16/08
♥ (¯* •. ¸ ♥ ♥ ¸. • * '¯) ♥
You can shed tears that I am gone.
Or you can smile because I lived.
You can close your eyes
and pray that I will come back
Or you can open your eyes
and see all that I left.
Your heart can be empty
because you can't see me
Or you can be full
of the love we shared
You can turn your back on tomorrow
and live yesterday
Or you can be happy for tomorrow
because of yesterday.
You can remember me
and only that I am gone
Or you can cherish my memory
and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind,
be empty and turn your back
Or you can do what I'd want:
smile, open your eyes, love and go on.
♥ (¯* •. ¸ ♥ ♥ ¸. • * '¯) ♥
Twice as Much
I have felt the pain of heartache
in the days since you have passed
and never again will I take for granted
how long a life will last...
Each lifetime has a limit
from the date of its creation.
We only choose our life's direction,
not its beginning...or duration.
You lived and loved a lifetime
within the years that you were blessed,
and I mourn, because without you,
I now must live the rest.
It is I who suffer;
I who grieve.
You are gone, and now content.
And if you could,
I know you would
erase these tears I've spent.
It is I who loved so deeply
and so much of me, is you...
that when you left this earthly place,
a part of me left, too.
Though our hearts are joined forever,
linked by invisible chains,
the time has come for me to see
that much of "me" remains.
Every day you're in my head.
Every day you're in my heart.
Every morning through day's end,
you occupy a part.
We walked this earth together;
our lives are intertwined...
so I shall live this life I have
as two lifetimes...combined.
Twice as long, I'll gaze at sunsets.
Twice as many times, I'll laugh.
Twice as hard, I'll seize these moments
I now live on your behalf.
Twice as deeply, I will care.
Twice as tough, I'll bear the sorrow.
Twice as real I'll live each day
and thank God twice for each tomorrow.
Twice as strong I'll smell the roses.
Twice this vow, I will renew:
Until we meet again one day,
Twice As Much, I'll Live For You...
~ Linda Ellis
for mama
3.3.2014
♥ (¯* •. ¸ ♥ ♥ ¸. • * '¯) ♥
Patrick's momma said that when he was a little boy, he thought St Patrick's Day was named for him.
03.17.2016
♥ (¯* •. ¸ ♥ ♥ ¸. • * '¯) ♥
03.02.2023 …thoughts from his sweet momma on his birthday…
Today is Patrick's 41st birthday. So crazy to think about him being that age. It's also been almost 15 years since we lost him; one of the greatest loves of our lives!
Patrick Nicolas, my first love, my baby boy, my little snuggle buddy. You were truly amazing in every way.
Here are a few things to know about him....
1. He was a self proclaimed "momma's boy" and would tell any one he met. He would always say, "I have the best dad in the world" I'm pretty sure that's true!
2. He had a love for all things outdoors; hiking, biking, camping, sports, all of it.
3. He was passionate about music...he'd always say "hey momma, come listen to this song". He loved "Big Smith, Jack Johnson, Coldplay and Pink Floyd to name a few. His ring tone on his phone was "Wish you were here", how fitting is that?
4. He'd say, "I'm 90% hillbilly and 10% hippy" (he really was!). When he was in Chicago for the Navy everyone told him he sounded like Matthew McConaughy.
5. He gave everyone nicknames; he called his cousin Kyle his cuzband, I was Meeama and his grandma, geema.
6. He always had the best sense of humor.
7. He was so handsome, but most importantly he was beautiful on the inside.
8. He was always willing to help if needed. I really do think he'd have given you the shirt off his back if you needed it.
9. There wasn't an animal he didn't love and he rescued so many of them. Almost every family member ended up with one of Pat's pets.
10. He loved his family and friends fiercely, but especially his little brothers. He always wanted them to be proud of him and he told me so all the time.
11. He really wanted to be a daddy, I'm still holding out hope that someone will show up at my front door someday with big brown eyes and dimples for days!! Wouldn't that be amazing?
I really could go on and on about him, so many more stories and facts I could share. Mostly I wish could see what he'd be like today. I know we all do. I just know he'd be a bigger, more awesome version of himself and probably even more handsome.
We miss you every second of every day bubba! Thanks for leaving us all the dimes!! You'll never be forgotten!
.'•.¸.•´(¯'O´¯)✿
******.'•.¸.•´(¯'V´¯)✿
...***********'•.¸.•´(¯'E´¯)
.........**************•.¸.•´
ಌڿڰۣಌ Beloved Son & Brother ಌڿڰۣಌ
RUSSELLVILLE -- Patrick Nicholas Cawthon, 26, died March 16, 2008, at Russellville. He was born March 2, 1982, in Joplin, Mo., to Anthony Olen Cawthon and Sandee Schuler Cawthon.
He was a 2000 graduate of Rogers High School, where he played baseball. He was a distribution supervisor for Tyson Foods in Russellville and served in the Navy. He enjoyed coaching youth baseball, fishing and camping. He was a member of the Episcopal Church. He was engaged to Megan Jones of Russellville.
Survivors include his parents of Rogers; three brothers, Cash, Trey and Connor Cawthon, all of Rogers; his paternal grandmother, Peggy Cawthon of Rogers; maternal grandparents, Laura Hartronft and husband Karl of Plano, Texas, David Schuler and wife Lesa of Centerton; maternal great-grandmother, Edna Schuler of Lanagan, Mo.; his godmother and great-grandmother, Gayle King of Boulder, Colo.
Visitation will be from 6 to 8 p.m. today at Benton County Funeral Home, downtown, in Rogers.
A graveside service will be held at 1 p.m. Wednesday at Fayetteville National Cemetery with Rick Booyer officiating. Military honors will be conducted by Bella Vista VFW 9063.
Memorials may be made to Rogers Humane Society or Youth Baseball Program, c/o Benton County Funeral Home, 306 N. 4th St., Rogers, 72756.
♥ (¯* •. ¸ ♥ ♥ ¸. • * '¯) ♥
When you remember me,
it means that you have carried something of who I am with you, that I have left some mark of who I am on who you are.
It means that you can summon me back to your mind
even though countless years and miles may stand between us.
It means that if we meet again, you will know me.
It means that even after I die,
you can still see my face and hear my voice
and speak to me in your heart.
For as long as you remember me,
I am never entirely lost.
.... ♥(¯'*•.¸♥ ♥¸.•*´¯)♥ ....
.♥¸.•*¨*❀*¨*•.¸¸♥¸.•*¨*❀*¨*•.¸¸♥.
♥❀ REMEMBERING A SPECIAL ANGEL ❀♥
.❀¸.•*¨*♥*¨*•.¸¸❀¸.•*¨*♥*¨*•.¸¸❀.
.... ♥(¯'*•.¸♥ ♥¸.•*´¯)♥ ....
I thought of you with love today,
but that is nothing new.
I thought about you yesterday,
and the day before that, too.
I think of you in silence,
...I often say your name,
But all I have is memories
and your picture in a frame.
Your memory is my keepsake,
with which I'll never part.
God has you in his keeping,
I have you in my heart.
I shed tears for what might have been,
a million times I've cried.
If love alone could have saved you,
you never would have died.
In life I loved you dearly,
in death I love you still,
In my heart you hold a place
no one could ever fill.
It broke my heart to lose you,
but you didn't go alone,
For part of me went with you,
the day God took you home.
~ Author Unknown
(for your momma)
.... ♥(¯'*•.¸♥ ♥¸.•*´¯)♥ ....
Heaven is brighter with this new soul joining the family already there.¸¸♥
. • ○ ° ★ ° . • ★ ° . . ☾ °☆ . * ● ¸ . ★ ° :. . • ○ ° ★ Patrick . * . . ° . ● . ° ☾ ° ☆ ¸. ● . ★ Son ★ ° ☾ ☆ ¸. ¸ ★ :. . • ○ ° ★ . * . . ¸ . ° ★ ¸. * ● ¸ . °Brother ☾ ° ¸. ● ¸ . ★ ° . • ° . . ¸ . ● ¸ ★ ★ ☾ ° ★ . . ° ☆ . ● ¸ . ★ ° . • ○ ° ★ . * . ☾ ° Friend ¸. * ● ¸ ° ☾ ° ☆ . * ¸. ★ ° . • ★ ° . . ☾ ° ☆Pat . * ● ¸ . ★ ° :. . • ○ ° . * . . ° . ● . ° ☾ ° ☆ ¸. ● . ★ ° . • ★ ° ☾ ☆ ¸. ¸ ★ :. • ○ ° ★ . * . .. • ○ ° ★
.... ♥(¯'*•.¸♥ ♥¸.•*´¯)♥ ....
We little knew that morning that
God would call your name.
In life we loved you dearly,
...in death we do the same.
It broke our hearts to lose you,
you did not go alone
For part of us went with you,
the day God called you home.
You left us peaceful memories,
your love is still our guide;
And though we can not see you ,
you are always at our side.
Our family chain is broken
and nothing seems the same,
But as God calls us one by one,
the chain will link again.
Forever Loved, Sadly Missed & Never Forgotten
~ Patrick Nicholas ~
3/2/82 - 3/16/08
♥ (¯* •. ¸ ♥ ♥ ¸. • * '¯) ♥
You can shed tears that I am gone.
Or you can smile because I lived.
You can close your eyes
and pray that I will come back
Or you can open your eyes
and see all that I left.
Your heart can be empty
because you can't see me
Or you can be full
of the love we shared
You can turn your back on tomorrow
and live yesterday
Or you can be happy for tomorrow
because of yesterday.
You can remember me
and only that I am gone
Or you can cherish my memory
and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind,
be empty and turn your back
Or you can do what I'd want:
smile, open your eyes, love and go on.
♥ (¯* •. ¸ ♥ ♥ ¸. • * '¯) ♥
Twice as Much
I have felt the pain of heartache
in the days since you have passed
and never again will I take for granted
how long a life will last...
Each lifetime has a limit
from the date of its creation.
We only choose our life's direction,
not its beginning...or duration.
You lived and loved a lifetime
within the years that you were blessed,
and I mourn, because without you,
I now must live the rest.
It is I who suffer;
I who grieve.
You are gone, and now content.
And if you could,
I know you would
erase these tears I've spent.
It is I who loved so deeply
and so much of me, is you...
that when you left this earthly place,
a part of me left, too.
Though our hearts are joined forever,
linked by invisible chains,
the time has come for me to see
that much of "me" remains.
Every day you're in my head.
Every day you're in my heart.
Every morning through day's end,
you occupy a part.
We walked this earth together;
our lives are intertwined...
so I shall live this life I have
as two lifetimes...combined.
Twice as long, I'll gaze at sunsets.
Twice as many times, I'll laugh.
Twice as hard, I'll seize these moments
I now live on your behalf.
Twice as deeply, I will care.
Twice as tough, I'll bear the sorrow.
Twice as real I'll live each day
and thank God twice for each tomorrow.
Twice as strong I'll smell the roses.
Twice this vow, I will renew:
Until we meet again one day,
Twice As Much, I'll Live For You...
~ Linda Ellis
for mama
3.3.2014
♥ (¯* •. ¸ ♥ ♥ ¸. • * '¯) ♥
Patrick's momma said that when he was a little boy, he thought St Patrick's Day was named for him.
03.17.2016
♥ (¯* •. ¸ ♥ ♥ ¸. • * '¯) ♥
03.02.2023 …thoughts from his sweet momma on his birthday…
Today is Patrick's 41st birthday. So crazy to think about him being that age. It's also been almost 15 years since we lost him; one of the greatest loves of our lives!
Patrick Nicolas, my first love, my baby boy, my little snuggle buddy. You were truly amazing in every way.
Here are a few things to know about him....
1. He was a self proclaimed "momma's boy" and would tell any one he met. He would always say, "I have the best dad in the world" I'm pretty sure that's true!
2. He had a love for all things outdoors; hiking, biking, camping, sports, all of it.
3. He was passionate about music...he'd always say "hey momma, come listen to this song". He loved "Big Smith, Jack Johnson, Coldplay and Pink Floyd to name a few. His ring tone on his phone was "Wish you were here", how fitting is that?
4. He'd say, "I'm 90% hillbilly and 10% hippy" (he really was!). When he was in Chicago for the Navy everyone told him he sounded like Matthew McConaughy.
5. He gave everyone nicknames; he called his cousin Kyle his cuzband, I was Meeama and his grandma, geema.
6. He always had the best sense of humor.
7. He was so handsome, but most importantly he was beautiful on the inside.
8. He was always willing to help if needed. I really do think he'd have given you the shirt off his back if you needed it.
9. There wasn't an animal he didn't love and he rescued so many of them. Almost every family member ended up with one of Pat's pets.
10. He loved his family and friends fiercely, but especially his little brothers. He always wanted them to be proud of him and he told me so all the time.
11. He really wanted to be a daddy, I'm still holding out hope that someone will show up at my front door someday with big brown eyes and dimples for days!! Wouldn't that be amazing?
I really could go on and on about him, so many more stories and facts I could share. Mostly I wish could see what he'd be like today. I know we all do. I just know he'd be a bigger, more awesome version of himself and probably even more handsome.
We miss you every second of every day bubba! Thanks for leaving us all the dimes!! You'll never be forgotten!
(¯'L´¯)✿
.'•.¸.•´(¯'O´¯)✿
******.'•.¸.•´(¯'V´¯)✿
...***********'•.¸.•´(¯'E´¯)
.........**************•.¸.•´
ಌڿڰۣಌ Beloved Son & Brother ಌڿڰۣಌ
RUSSELLVILLE -- Patrick Nicholas Cawthon, 26, died March 16, 2008, at Russellville. He was born March 2, 1982, in Joplin, Mo., to Anthony Olen Cawthon and Sandee Schuler Cawthon.
He was a 2000 graduate of Rogers High School, where he played baseball. He was a distribution supervisor for Tyson Foods in Russellville and served in the Navy. He enjoyed coaching youth baseball, fishing and camping. He was a member of the Episcopal Church. He was engaged to Megan Jones of Russellville.
Survivors include his parents of Rogers; three brothers, Cash, Trey and Connor Cawthon, all of Rogers; his paternal grandmother, Peggy Cawthon of Rogers; maternal grandparents, Laura Hartronft and husband Karl of Plano, Texas, David Schuler and wife Lesa of Centerton; maternal great-grandmother, Edna Schuler of Lanagan, Mo.; his godmother and great-grandmother, Gayle King of Boulder, Colo.
Visitation will be from 6 to 8 p.m. today at Benton County Funeral Home, downtown, in Rogers.
A graveside service will be held at 1 p.m. Wednesday at Fayetteville National Cemetery with Rick Booyer officiating. Military honors will be conducted by Bella Vista VFW 9063.
Memorials may be made to Rogers Humane Society or Youth Baseball Program, c/o Benton County Funeral Home, 306 N. 4th St., Rogers, 72756.
♥ (¯* •. ¸ ♥ ♥ ¸. • * '¯) ♥
When you remember me,
it means that you have carried something of who I am with you, that I have left some mark of who I am on who you are.
It means that you can summon me back to your mind
even though countless years and miles may stand between us.
It means that if we meet again, you will know me.
It means that even after I die,
you can still see my face and hear my voice
and speak to me in your heart.
For as long as you remember me,
I am never entirely lost.
.... ♥(¯'*•.¸♥ ♥¸.•*´¯)♥ ....
.♥¸.•*¨*❀*¨*•.¸¸♥¸.•*¨*❀*¨*•.¸¸♥.
♥❀ REMEMBERING A SPECIAL ANGEL ❀♥
.❀¸.•*¨*♥*¨*•.¸¸❀¸.•*¨*♥*¨*•.¸¸❀.
.... ♥(¯'*•.¸♥ ♥¸.•*´¯)♥ ....
I thought of you with love today,
but that is nothing new.
I thought about you yesterday,
and the day before that, too.
I think of you in silence,
...I often say your name,
But all I have is memories
and your picture in a frame.
Your memory is my keepsake,
with which I'll never part.
God has you in his keeping,
I have you in my heart.
I shed tears for what might have been,
a million times I've cried.
If love alone could have saved you,
you never would have died.
In life I loved you dearly,
in death I love you still,
In my heart you hold a place
no one could ever fill.
It broke my heart to lose you,
but you didn't go alone,
For part of me went with you,
the day God took you home.
~ Author Unknown
(for your momma)
.... ♥(¯'*•.¸♥ ♥¸.•*´¯)♥ ....
Heaven is brighter with this new soul joining the family already there.¸¸♥
. • ○ ° ★ ° . • ★ ° . . ☾ °☆ . * ● ¸ . ★ ° :. . • ○ ° ★ Patrick . * . . ° . ● . ° ☾ ° ☆ ¸. ● . ★ Son ★ ° ☾ ☆ ¸. ¸ ★ :. . • ○ ° ★ . * . . ¸ . ° ★ ¸. * ● ¸ . °Brother ☾ ° ¸. ● ¸ . ★ ° . • ° . . ¸ . ● ¸ ★ ★ ☾ ° ★ . . ° ☆ . ● ¸ . ★ ° . • ○ ° ★ . * . ☾ ° Friend ¸. * ● ¸ ° ☾ ° ☆ . * ¸. ★ ° . • ★ ° . . ☾ ° ☆Pat . * ● ¸ . ★ ° :. . • ○ ° . * . . ° . ● . ° ☾ ° ☆ ¸. ● . ★ ° . • ★ ° ☾ ☆ ¸. ¸ ★ :. • ○ ° ★ . * . .. • ○ ° ★
.... ♥(¯'*•.¸♥ ♥¸.•*´¯)♥ ....
We little knew that morning that
God would call your name.
In life we loved you dearly,
...in death we do the same.
It broke our hearts to lose you,
you did not go alone
For part of us went with you,
the day God called you home.
You left us peaceful memories,
your love is still our guide;
And though we can not see you ,
you are always at our side.
Our family chain is broken
and nothing seems the same,
But as God calls us one by one,
the chain will link again.
Forever Loved, Sadly Missed & Never Forgotten
~ Patrick Nicholas ~
3/2/82 - 3/16/08
♥ (¯* •. ¸ ♥ ♥ ¸. • * '¯) ♥
You can shed tears that I am gone.
Or you can smile because I lived.
You can close your eyes
and pray that I will come back
Or you can open your eyes
and see all that I left.
Your heart can be empty
because you can't see me
Or you can be full
of the love we shared
You can turn your back on tomorrow
and live yesterday
Or you can be happy for tomorrow
because of yesterday.
You can remember me
and only that I am gone
Or you can cherish my memory
and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind,
be empty and turn your back
Or you can do what I'd want:
smile, open your eyes, love and go on.
♥ (¯* •. ¸ ♥ ♥ ¸. • * '¯) ♥
Twice as Much
I have felt the pain of heartache
in the days since you have passed
and never again will I take for granted
how long a life will last...
Each lifetime has a limit
from the date of its creation.
We only choose our life's direction,
not its beginning...or duration.
You lived and loved a lifetime
within the years that you were blessed,
and I mourn, because without you,
I now must live the rest.
It is I who suffer;
I who grieve.
You are gone, and now content.
And if you could,
I know you would
erase these tears I've spent.
It is I who loved so deeply
and so much of me, is you...
that when you left this earthly place,
a part of me left, too.
Though our hearts are joined forever,
linked by invisible chains,
the time has come for me to see
that much of "me" remains.
Every day you're in my head.
Every day you're in my heart.
Every morning through day's end,
you occupy a part.
We walked this earth together;
our lives are intertwined...
so I shall live this life I have
as two lifetimes...combined.
Twice as long, I'll gaze at sunsets.
Twice as many times, I'll laugh.
Twice as hard, I'll seize these moments
I now live on your behalf.
Twice as deeply, I will care.
Twice as tough, I'll bear the sorrow.
Twice as real I'll live each day
and thank God twice for each tomorrow.
Twice as strong I'll smell the roses.
Twice this vow, I will renew:
Until we meet again one day,
Twice As Much, I'll Live For You...
~ Linda Ellis
for mama
3.3.2014
♥ (¯* •. ¸ ♥ ♥ ¸. • * '¯) ♥
Patrick's momma said that when he was a little boy, he thought St Patrick's Day was named for him.
03.17.2016
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03.02.2023 …thoughts from his sweet momma on his birthday…
Today is Patrick's 41st birthday. So crazy to think about him being that age. It's also been almost 15 years since we lost him; one of the greatest loves of our lives!
Patrick Nicolas, my first love, my baby boy, my little snuggle buddy. You were truly amazing in every way.
Here are a few things to know about him....
1. He was a self proclaimed "momma's boy" and would tell any one he met. He would always say, "I have the best dad in the world" I'm pretty sure that's true!
2. He had a love for all things outdoors; hiking, biking, camping, sports, all of it.
3. He was passionate about music...he'd always say "hey momma, come listen to this song". He loved "Big Smith, Jack Johnson, Coldplay and Pink Floyd to name a few. His ring tone on his phone was "Wish you were here", how fitting is that?
4. He'd say, "I'm 90% hillbilly and 10% hippy" (he really was!). When he was in Chicago for the Navy everyone told him he sounded like Matthew McConaughy.
5. He gave everyone nicknames; he called his cousin Kyle his cuzband, I was Meeama and his grandma, geema.
6. He always had the best sense of humor.
7. He was so handsome, but most importantly he was beautiful on the inside.
8. He was always willing to help if needed. I really do think he'd have given you the shirt off his back if you needed it.
9. There wasn't an animal he didn't love and he rescued so many of them. Almost every family member ended up with one of Pat's pets.
10. He loved his family and friends fiercely, but especially his little brothers. He always wanted them to be proud of him and he told me so all the time.
11. He really wanted to be a daddy, I'm still holding out hope that someone will show up at my front door someday with big brown eyes and dimples for days!! Wouldn't that be amazing?
I really could go on and on about him, so many more stories and facts I could share. Mostly I wish could see what he'd be like today. I know we all do. I just know he'd be a bigger, more awesome version of himself and probably even more handsome.
We miss you every second of every day bubba! Thanks for leaving us all the dimes!! You'll never be forgotten!
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ಌڿڰۣಌ Beloved Son & Brother ಌڿڰۣಌ
RUSSELLVILLE -- Patrick Nicholas Cawthon, 26, died March 16, 2008, at Russellville. He was born March 2, 1982, in Joplin, Mo., to Anthony Olen Cawthon and Sandee Schuler Cawthon.
He was a 2000 graduate of Rogers High School, where he played baseball. He was a distribution supervisor for Tyson Foods in Russellville and served in the Navy. He enjoyed coaching youth baseball, fishing and camping. He was a member of the Episcopal Church. He was engaged to Megan Jones of Russellville.
Survivors include his parents of Rogers; three brothers, Cash, Trey and Connor Cawthon, all of Rogers; his paternal grandmother, Peggy Cawthon of Rogers; maternal grandparents, Laura Hartronft and husband Karl of Plano, Texas, David Schuler and wife Lesa of Centerton; maternal great-grandmother, Edna Schuler of Lanagan, Mo.; his godmother and great-grandmother, Gayle King of Boulder, Colo.
Visitation will be from 6 to 8 p.m. today at Benton County Funeral Home, downtown, in Rogers.
A graveside service will be held at 1 p.m. Wednesday at Fayetteville National Cemetery with Rick Booyer officiating. Military honors will be conducted by Bella Vista VFW 9063.
Memorials may be made to Rogers Humane Society or Youth Baseball Program, c/o Benton County Funeral Home, 306 N. 4th St., Rogers, 72756.
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When you remember me,
it means that you have carried something of who I am with you, that I have left some mark of who I am on who you are.
It means that you can summon me back to your mind
even though countless years and miles may stand between us.
It means that if we meet again, you will know me.
It means that even after I die,
you can still see my face and hear my voice
and speak to me in your heart.
For as long as you remember me,
I am never entirely lost.
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♥❀ REMEMBERING A SPECIAL ANGEL ❀♥
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I thought of you with love today,
but that is nothing new.
I thought about you yesterday,
and the day before that, too.
I think of you in silence,
...I often say your name,
But all I have is memories
and your picture in a frame.
Your memory is my keepsake,
with which I'll never part.
God has you in his keeping,
I have you in my heart.
I shed tears for what might have been,
a million times I've cried.
If love alone could have saved you,
you never would have died.
In life I loved you dearly,
in death I love you still,
In my heart you hold a place
no one could ever fill.
It broke my heart to lose you,
but you didn't go alone,
For part of me went with you,
the day God took you home.
~ Author Unknown
(for your momma)
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Heaven is brighter with this new soul joining the family already there.¸¸♥
. • ○ ° ★ ° . • ★ ° . . ☾ °☆ . * ● ¸ . ★ ° :. . • ○ ° ★ Patrick . * . . ° . ● . ° ☾ ° ☆ ¸. ● . ★ Son ★ ° ☾ ☆ ¸. ¸ ★ :. . • ○ ° ★ . * . . ¸ . ° ★ ¸. * ● ¸ . °Brother ☾ ° ¸. ● ¸ . ★ ° . • ° . . ¸ . ● ¸ ★ ★ ☾ ° ★ . . ° ☆ . ● ¸ . ★ ° . • ○ ° ★ . * . ☾ ° Friend ¸. * ● ¸ ° ☾ ° ☆ . * ¸. ★ ° . • ★ ° . . ☾ ° ☆Pat . * ● ¸ . ★ ° :. . • ○ ° . * . . ° . ● . ° ☾ ° ☆ ¸. ● . ★ ° . • ★ ° ☾ ☆ ¸. ¸ ★ :. • ○ ° ★ . * . .. • ○ ° ★
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We little knew that morning that
God would call your name.
In life we loved you dearly,
...in death we do the same.
It broke our hearts to lose you,
you did not go alone
For part of us went with you,
the day God called you home.
You left us peaceful memories,
your love is still our guide;
And though we can not see you ,
you are always at our side.
Our family chain is broken
and nothing seems the same,
But as God calls us one by one,
the chain will link again.
Forever Loved, Sadly Missed & Never Forgotten
~ Patrick Nicholas ~
3/2/82 - 3/16/08
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You can shed tears that I am gone.
Or you can smile because I lived.
You can close your eyes
and pray that I will come back
Or you can open your eyes
and see all that I left.
Your heart can be empty
because you can't see me
Or you can be full
of the love we shared
You can turn your back on tomorrow
and live yesterday
Or you can be happy for tomorrow
because of yesterday.
You can remember me
and only that I am gone
Or you can cherish my memory
and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind,
be empty and turn your back
Or you can do what I'd want:
smile, open your eyes, love and go on.
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Twice as Much
I have felt the pain of heartache
in the days since you have passed
and never again will I take for granted
how long a life will last...
Each lifetime has a limit
from the date of its creation.
We only choose our life's direction,
not its beginning...or duration.
You lived and loved a lifetime
within the years that you were blessed,
and I mourn, because without you,
I now must live the rest.
It is I who suffer;
I who grieve.
You are gone, and now content.
And if you could,
I know you would
erase these tears I've spent.
It is I who loved so deeply
and so much of me, is you...
that when you left this earthly place,
a part of me left, too.
Though our hearts are joined forever,
linked by invisible chains,
the time has come for me to see
that much of "me" remains.
Every day you're in my head.
Every day you're in my heart.
Every morning through day's end,
you occupy a part.
We walked this earth together;
our lives are intertwined...
so I shall live this life I have
as two lifetimes...combined.
Twice as long, I'll gaze at sunsets.
Twice as many times, I'll laugh.
Twice as hard, I'll seize these moments
I now live on your behalf.
Twice as deeply, I will care.
Twice as tough, I'll bear the sorrow.
Twice as real I'll live each day
and thank God twice for each tomorrow.
Twice as strong I'll smell the roses.
Twice this vow, I will renew:
Until we meet again one day,
Twice As Much, I'll Live For You...
~ Linda Ellis
for mama
3.3.2014
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Patrick's momma said that when he was a little boy, he thought St Patrick's Day was named for him.
03.17.2016
♥ (¯* •. ¸ ♥ ♥ ¸. • * '¯) ♥
03.02.2023 …thoughts from his sweet momma on his birthday…
Today is Patrick's 41st birthday. So crazy to think about him being that age. It's also been almost 15 years since we lost him; one of the greatest loves of our lives!
Patrick Nicolas, my first love, my baby boy, my little snuggle buddy. You were truly amazing in every way.
Here are a few things to know about him....
1. He was a self proclaimed "momma's boy" and would tell any one he met. He would always say, "I have the best dad in the world" I'm pretty sure that's true!
2. He had a love for all things outdoors; hiking, biking, camping, sports, all of it.
3. He was passionate about music...he'd always say "hey momma, come listen to this song". He loved "Big Smith, Jack Johnson, Coldplay and Pink Floyd to name a few. His ring tone on his phone was "Wish you were here", how fitting is that?
4. He'd say, "I'm 90% hillbilly and 10% hippy" (he really was!). When he was in Chicago for the Navy everyone told him he sounded like Matthew McConaughy.
5. He gave everyone nicknames; he called his cousin Kyle his cuzband, I was Meeama and his grandma, geema.
6. He always had the best sense of humor.
7. He was so handsome, but most importantly he was beautiful on the inside.
8. He was always willing to help if needed. I really do think he'd have given you the shirt off his back if you needed it.
9. There wasn't an animal he didn't love and he rescued so many of them. Almost every family member ended up with one of Pat's pets.
10. He loved his family and friends fiercely, but especially his little brothers. He always wanted them to be proud of him and he told me so all the time.
11. He really wanted to be a daddy, I'm still holding out hope that someone will show up at my front door someday with big brown eyes and dimples for days!! Wouldn't that be amazing?
I really could go on and on about him, so many more stories and facts I could share. Mostly I wish could see what he'd be like today. I know we all do. I just know he'd be a bigger, more awesome version of himself and probably even more handsome.
We miss you every second of every day bubba! Thanks for leaving us all the dimes!! You'll never be forgotten!
