Caleb Wilde

Caleb Wilde

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I'm a sixth generation funeral director. I have a grad degree in Missional Theology and a Certification in Thanatology.

And I like to read and write.

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Death Facts: Part 80

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When a Daughter’s Drug Addiction Becomes the Topic of Her Obituary

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Molly Parks had been in and out of rehab.  She had wrestled with an escalating addiction to first alcohol, then painkillers and finally heroin.

As a funeral director who has seen numerous deaths caused by overdose I’ve observed a trend: it seems that the person is doing really well — for weeks, months and even years — and then the suppressed addiction comes back full rage and takes a life that had been doing so well.  Such seemed to be the case with Molly Parks.  Here father wrote, the day after her overdose:

My daughter Molly Parks made many good choices in her too short life and she made some bad choices. She tried to fight addiction in her own way and last night her fight came to an end in a bathroom of a restaurant with a needle of heroin.

Her whole family tried to help her win the battle but we couldn’t show her a way that could cure her addiction. We will always love her and miss her. If you have a friend or a relative who is fighting the fight against addiction please do everything you can to be supportive. Maybe for your loved one it’ll help. Sadly for ours it didn’t. I hope my daughter can now find the peace that she looked for [her] on earth.

Molly’s family tackled her obituary with this same fierce honesty.  They wrote:

ORCHARD BEACH- Molly Alice Parks, age 24, who most currently resided in Manchester, NH, passed away in Manchester on April 16, 2015 as the result of a heroin overdose.

She was born in York, Maine on March 13, 1991, a daughter of Tom and Patti (Michaud) Parks.

Molly graduated from Old Orchard Beach High School in 2009 and attended one year at SMCC until her addiction took over. Most recently, she was employed as a delivery driver for Portland Pie Co. in Manchester, NH. She enjoyed theater, fashion, reading – especially Harry Potter, and will always be remembered for fearless personality and her trademark red lipstick. Along Molly’s journey through life, she made a lot of bad decisions including experimenting with drugs. She fought her addiction to heroin for at least five years and had experienced a near fatal overdose before. Molly’s family truly loved her and tried to be as supportive as possible as she struggled with the heroin epidemic that has been so destructive to individuals and families in her age bracket.

She is survived by her parents- Tom Parks and his wife Pat Noble of Saco and Patti Michaud Parks of Berlin, NH; sister- Kasey Parks of OOB; step siblings- Dustin and Delayna Denicourt of Biddeford; maternal grandparents- Rita and Raymond Michaud of Berlin, NH; paternal grandmother- Ruth Parks of OOB; and numerous aunts, uncles, cousins, nephews, and a niece.

If you have any loved one’s who are fighting addiction, Molly’s family asks that you do everything possible to be supportive, and guide them to rehabilitation before it is too late.

14 Inspirational Quotes Modified for Funeral Professionals

There aren’t many inspirational quotes for funeral professionals.  I decided to change that.  I took some popular inspirational quotes and tweaked them.

To the funeral directors who have been downtrodden by the darkness of death and are looking for some positive inspiration, you’re welcome. 

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Death Facts: Part 79

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The unreasonable love of a mother

The doctor told her

“This pregnancy can kill you.

Your body likely can’t carry to term.”

And

“Nobody knows you’re carrying

There will be no shame

No guilt if you terminate.”

And

“Even if people knew

They would understand . . .

Think about your husband

Your parents

Your family and

Your friends.”

*****

She knew,

of course she knew

Everyone knew

She wouldn’t, couldn’t conceive

This wasn’t suppose to happen

This wasn’t planned.

Her disease, her body

Couldn’t take a pregnancy.

“Talk it over” the doctor said.

“This isn’t an easy decision”

He said.

*****

But in her heart

She made up her mind.

She would risk her life

For the slim chance of birth.

I imagine it wasn’t popular

there were empty platitudes

I imagine words were spoken

Behind her back and

To her face.

*****

We can’t always explain love

Love doesn’t always listen to sense.

Today, love laid in her casket

Today, love packed the church

Today, love poured out in tears

Today, a one year old

stole a last look

At the one who gave her life

The one who gave her love.

Because the unreasonable love of mothers

Is the meaning of history

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