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This memorial website was created to remember our dearest Megan McCulloch who was born in Memphis, TN on May 19, 1988 and passed away on October 7, 2007 . You will live forever in our memories and hearts.

 

 

 

Horn Lake - MEGAN McCULLOCH, 19, was born May 19,1988 in Memphis, TN and died October 7, 2007 at the Regional Medical Center in Memphis. Megan was a cashier for Easy Way Food Stores, a member of Twin Lakes Baptist Church, and attended Delta Tech College studying to be a massage therapist. Visitation will be Wednesday, October 10 from 5-9 p.m. at Twin Lakes Baptist Church. Services will be Thursday, October 11 at 2 p.m. at the church with burial in Twin Oaks Memorial Gardens in Southaven, MS. She is survived by her parents, Curtis and Cheryl McCulloch of Horn Lake; one brother, C.J. McCulloch of Horn Lake; one sister, Amanda Boswood and her husband, Robert of Horn Lake; grandparents, Bill and Bernice Moore of Hernando, MS and Bobby and Earline McCulloch of Eupora, MS; and one niece, Alyssa Boswood. She was preceded in death by her grandfather, Luther Ray Miller.

 

 

 

 

My Mom is a Survivor

My Mom is a Survivor,

or so I have heard it said.

But I can hear her crying at night,

when all others are in bed.

I watch her lay awake at night

And go to hold her hand.

She doesn’t know I’m with her,

to help her understand.

But like the sands on the beach

That never wash away…..

 I watch over my surviving Mom

Who thinks of me each day.

She wears a smile of disguise!

But through Heaven’s door

I see tears flowing from her eyes.

My mom tries to cope with death;

to keep my memory alive.

But anyone who knows her knows

It is her way to survive.

As I watch over my surviving Mom,

through Heaven’s open door….

 I try to tell her that angels,

protect me forever more!

I know that doesn’t help her,

Or ease the burden she bears.

So, if you get a chance, go visit her.

Show her that you care.

For no matter what she says….

No matter what she feels.

My surviving mom has a broken heart

That time won’t ever heal.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Dad is a Survivor

My Dad is a Survivor too,

which is no surprise to me

He has always been like a lighthouse,

that helps you cross a stormy sea.

But, I walk with my dad each day

to lift him when he is down.

I wipe the tears he hides from others;

He cries when no one’s around.

I watch him sit up late at night

with my picture in his hand.

He cries as he tries to grieve alone,

And wishes he could understand.

My dad is like a tower of strength.

He’s the greatest of them all!

But, there are times when he needs to cry…

Please be there when he falls.

Hold his hand or pat his shoulder….

And tell him it’s okay.

Be his strength when he’s sad,

Help him mourn in his own way.

Now, as I watch over my precious dad,

from the Heaven’s up above….

I’m so proud that he’s a survivor….

And, I can still feel his love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



To all of our family, friends and acquaintances:

 

Words cannot express our love and thankfulness for the outpouring of support that has been given to us since the passing of Megan. ("Woman dies after fall from horse," Oct. 9.)

We knew Megan was loved but had no idea the extent of the lives she touched in her short 19 years.

Thank you does not even seem adequate, but please accept our dearest, heartfelt thank you for all the phone calls, visits, flowers, cards, food and financial support that has expressed how much you cared for our Megan and our family. Many thanks for the benefits that were held in her memory. So much of your time was given to help our family during this difficult time, and you are so greatly loved and appreciated.

Please accept this thank you in lieu of the countless cards that need to be written.

"I thank my God upon every remembrance of you." Philippians 1:3.

Curtis, Cheryl and C. J. McCulloch

Robert, Mandy & Alyssa Boswood

Horn Lake

 



 

"If tomorrow starts without me, and I'm not there to see, if the sun should rise and find your eyes all filled with tears for me; I wish so much you wouldn't cry the way you did today, while thinking of the many things, we didn't get to say. I know how much you love me, As much as I love you, And each time that you think of me, I know you'll miss me too; But when tomorrow starts without me, Please try to understand, that an angel came and called my name, And took me by the hand, And said my place was ready, In heaven far above, And that I'd have to leave behind all those I dearly love. But as I turned to walk away, A tear fell from my eye, For all my life, I'd always thought, I didn't want to die. I had so much to live for, So much left yet to do, it seemed almost impossible, that I was leaving you. I thought of all the yesterdays, the good ones and the bad, I thought of all that we shared, and all the fun we had. If I could relive yesterday, just even for a while, I'd say good-bye and kiss you and maybe see you smile. But then I fully realized, that this could never be, for emptiness and memories, would take the place of me. And when I thought of worldly things, I might miss some tomorrow; I thought of you, and when I did, my heart was filled with sorrow. But when I walked through heaven's gates, I felt so much at home. When God looked down and smiled at me, From His great golden throne, He said, "This is eternity, and all I've promised you." Today your life on earth is past, but here life starts anew. I promise no tomorrow, but today will always last, and since each day is the same way, there’s no longing for the past. So when tomorrow starts without me, don't think we're far apart, for every time you think of me, I'm right here, in your heart."


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