This memorial website was created in the memory of our precious loved one, Hunter Chase McNatt who was born in Grenada, Mississippi on May 07, 1986 and passed away on September 23, 2004 at the age of 18. We will remember him forever. Our Chase was a very loving, playful, polite boy. He loved life, his family and his friends so very much. Chase loved to eat. He liked to watch Golden Girls, The Three Stooges, Real World and Jack Ass when he had time for TV. Every time he got a chance he'd like to play in the mud with his truck. He loved hanging out with his buddies, Josh, BB, Big Kenny, Colby, Anthony, Eric, Brandon just to name a few. He was also a real ladies man(Kristy, Jessica, Brandy, Beth, Keslie, etc.) who liked dressing sharp and smelling good. He had worked extremely hard the last couple of years to try to finish school. He had worked extra hard the last year to pay for his truck. He had so many hopes and dreams for his future as we also did for him. Losing Chase has devasted all of us, we miss him so very much. He loved his sisters Kristen 22, and Macie 5 with all his heart and would have done any thing in the world for them. The last 6 months have been like a bad dream. His abscence from their lives and ours has left a huge empty hole that can never be filled. God had other plans for our sweet Chase. He needed an angel like him to help entertain his little people the way that only Chase could. We'll forever remember his beautiful eyes and precious smile. As Macie says "Bubba's in my heart". We miss you sweet Chase, Moma still can't believe that your not coming home. We can't wait until we see you again.
Please add this site to your Favorites, visit it often and be sure to pass it on to your friends and family. The response has been amazing. I will be addding more of Chase's favorite songs and more of my favorite pictures of him. The messages have been very comforting to me, I am so glad we can share these thoughts, and memories of Chase. He lives on through us. I am sure he is smiling about all of this and wondering what all the talk is about. Ms. Celina
When I look at these pictures of you I can almost hear your voice, your laugh. I miss the sweet child that you were, the precious young man that you had become and the outstanding grown man that you surely would have been. It is so very hard to believe that this is how it was meant to be for you, for us. I think right after your death that I believed that if I denied it enough or rebeled against excepting the truth that you were gone or maybe even if I could fix all the wrongs in your life, all the negatives or just figure out what caused your accident, an animal, another vehicle, something went wrong with your truck, that just maybe, maybe I'd have the option to change the outcome and you'd be back home. I guess thats all part of grieving. After 6 months though I've come to realize that the outcome was not in my control it was in God's control. And still, imagining our future without you in it is almost unthinkable. I miss you Dude, every minuite of every hour. I miss "our relationship", I miss who you were to me and who I was to you. All the shoulda, coulda, woulda's tear me apart. I love you. I'll always love you. Moma I miss you sweet man. You touched so many people, you taught all of us what love is truly supposed to be like, to slow down and enjoy life. I've read "It's not the years in your life that matter but the life in your years". I believe that now. You really loved life and the people in your life. You got to experience alot of things both good and bad that made you the super person that we all loved so much. I miss those qualities. I miss you in the morning when we're getting ready for the day, I miss you thru the day when you would come and visit me at work, I miss your text messages. I miss you coming home in the evenings and telling me how your day was, eating something and getting ready to go out for awhile to be with your friends. I miss you coming in at night, late usually. I miss you smelling good, I miss your smile. I miss your warm hugs. I miss your dirty clothes, your stinky socks. I miss you asking me if I had any money, when you'd already have some in your pocket. I miss watching you play with Macie. I miss your funny cracks. I miss your dirty truck. I miss your laugh. I miss your appetite. I miss your simple sweetness. I miss everything about you. I love you Chase. I'll see you again one day. Tommorrow couldn't be soon enough. MomaClose
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For Celina / Amy Taylor
Mama Daddy; please don't mourn for me I'm still here though you don't see I'm right by your side each night and day And within your heart I long to stay My Body is gone but I'm always near I'm everything you feel see or hear My spirit is free but I'l...
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Remembering my sweet Chase / Moma (Mom)
"My Mom is a survivor or so I've heard it said. But I hear her cry each night while others are in bed. I watch her lay awake and go to hold her hand. She doesn't know I'm with her to help her understand. But like sands on the beach that never wa...
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Hey Bud!!! / Colby Little (BROTHER)
CHASER...been awhile since ive talked to you last!!! So many things have happend since weve talked....I know all is well your way....but mine could use a little work but on the good side im improving greatly i know you would be proud of me....got me ...
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happy birthday / Nicole Carpenter (cousin)
Happy Birthday sweet Chase! We love you dearly and miss you. We know you are in a better place and you are looking down on us. Love You!
This is for you CELINA !! / A. FRIEND
I'm An Angel Now
One night I cried to Jesus as I sat beneath the tree. I looked into the open sky and hoped He'd answer me. I'm lost dear Lord I've traveled far but still I seem to roam. Please li...
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Remembering my sweet Chase... "My Mom is a survivor or so I've heard it said. But I hear her cry each night while others are in bed. I watch her lay awake and go to hold her hand. She doesn't know I'm with her to help her understand. But like sands on the beach that never wash away. I watch over my surviving mom as she thinks of me each day. She wears a smile for others for it is her disguise. But through Heaven's door I see tears flowing from her eyes. My Mom tries to cope with my death and keep my memory alive. But anyone who knows her realizes she struggles to survive. As I watch over my surviving Mom through Heaven's open door I try to tell her that angels protect me forevermore. I know that doesn't help her or cease the burden she bears. So if you get a chance go visit her and show her that you care.” ~Chase~
Love Always Love Always / J. Mom,I have not turned my back on you So there's no need to cry I'm just watching you from HEAVEN Just beyond the morning sky I've seen you almost fall apart When you could barely stand I asked the LORD to comfort you and I watched him take your hand He told me you were in more pain Than I could ever be He wiped his eyes and swallowed hard Then gave your hand to me Although you may not feel my touch or see me by your side I've whispered that I love you While I wipe each tear you cry So every time you're feeling low Remember that I'm near PawPaw Clyde and I love you and we'll always be right here.....
Yesterday
"For yesterday is but a dream, And tomorrow is only a vision, But today -- well-lived, Makes every yesterday a dream of happiness And every tomorrow a vision of hope. Look well, therefore, to this day!
Such is the salutation of the dawn!"
~By Kalidasa, Indian poet 1200 B.C.
Remember Me
REMEMBER ME
To the living, I am gone. To the sorrowful, I will never return. To the angry, they were cheated. But to the joyful, I am at peace. And to the faithful, I never left. I cannot speak, but I can listen. I cannot be seen, but I can be heard. So as you stand upon a shore, Gazing at a beautiful sea…. REMEMBER ME As you look in awe at a mighty Forest and its grand majesty, REMEMBER ME As you look upon a flower and Admire its simplicity… REMEMBER ME Remember me in your heart, Your thoughts, Remember the close, loving times We shared; The times we quarreled; And, the times we laughed. For in these times that you gently remember me ……I am not gone. --Author Unknown
It Wasn't My Intention
It Wasn't My Intention~
Another day for you to wonder, another day for you to mourn It wasn't my intention to go before the coming dawn My pain was deep within my heart and troubled head It wasn't my intention to go without words said. My frame of mind seemed normal, or so I heard them say It wasn't my intention not to see another day I did not mean to make you suffer or cause you so much pain It wasn't my intention to never see you again. Despair and confusion left my aching mind unsure It wasn't my intention to suddenly close life's door If only I could give you reasons and brush the tears away It wasn't my intention to leave you and not stay. I did not mean for you to grieve, now left alone to cry It wasn't my intention to leave you, forever asking why As the burdens of life's worries slowly ebb from my heart it wasn't my intention to tear your soul apart. --Author Unknown
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