Memorial Services for Andrew Stallings
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This is Andrew Stallings. In 2003, he took me out for my birthday after my first date stood me up. We started dating. He proposed in 2004. We married in 2005. We were happy. He made me laugh, a lot. We fought sometimes. He understood me, mostly. I understood him, mostly. It was a good marriage. We had a really amazing, happy, wonderful 15 years of marriage. He stood by me through so many amazing and terrible experiences. He was beloved by so many. He tried to do the right thing in all cases, and protected those who needed protecting most. He loved his cat, Shoo-Puff, and his family. He gave his friends anything they needed, sometimes the shirt off his back, literally.
In 2016, his father was diagnosed with cancer. Andrew had just been laid off, so he took over helping drive his dad around to doctor appointments, and took over his dad's property tax business. When his dad passed in May 2018, Andrew kept taking care of his dad's clients, working on closing down the business, and helping his mother with all kinds of little things around the house.
In December 2019, my own father died suddenly after a routine procedure in the hospital. Andrew was a rock for me then, holding me, letting me scream and cry on him, keeping me steady when everything around me was terrifying and uncertain, especially since my mother had died in a misadventure in 2001.
On Sept 24, 2020, he died after a sudden, massive heart attack. We had been struggling without health insurance or life insurance for over a year. The economy being what it is, we'd both been unemployed for some time.
This is to cover his final expenses. Well, half of them. My mother-in-law is graciously covering the expenses for now, but she's in her late 60s and it seems wrong to me that she should bear the entire burden of her eldest son's funeral and burial. I want to pay her back for half. This is how I need to do it.
Andrew was kind, and gentle, and compassionate. He stood up for people when they needed it, and stood behind them as a guardian when they stood up for themselves. He made people laugh so much. He also infuriated them to screaming fits, because he loved to argue and debate, but always in good faith. He played board games, and computer games, and role-playing games. He loved music and movies and books, and avidly collected them. He would never say no to someone if he could say yes, and he prided himself on taking care of others when they needed it.
My heart is absolutely shattered, and I want to make the last things he needs as easy and simple to take care of as possible.
Any help is welcome, any kind words appreciated.
In 2016, his father was diagnosed with cancer. Andrew had just been laid off, so he took over helping drive his dad around to doctor appointments, and took over his dad's property tax business. When his dad passed in May 2018, Andrew kept taking care of his dad's clients, working on closing down the business, and helping his mother with all kinds of little things around the house.
In December 2019, my own father died suddenly after a routine procedure in the hospital. Andrew was a rock for me then, holding me, letting me scream and cry on him, keeping me steady when everything around me was terrifying and uncertain, especially since my mother had died in a misadventure in 2001.
On Sept 24, 2020, he died after a sudden, massive heart attack. We had been struggling without health insurance or life insurance for over a year. The economy being what it is, we'd both been unemployed for some time.
This is to cover his final expenses. Well, half of them. My mother-in-law is graciously covering the expenses for now, but she's in her late 60s and it seems wrong to me that she should bear the entire burden of her eldest son's funeral and burial. I want to pay her back for half. This is how I need to do it.
Andrew was kind, and gentle, and compassionate. He stood up for people when they needed it, and stood behind them as a guardian when they stood up for themselves. He made people laugh so much. He also infuriated them to screaming fits, because he loved to argue and debate, but always in good faith. He played board games, and computer games, and role-playing games. He loved music and movies and books, and avidly collected them. He would never say no to someone if he could say yes, and he prided himself on taking care of others when they needed it.
My heart is absolutely shattered, and I want to make the last things he needs as easy and simple to take care of as possible.
Any help is welcome, any kind words appreciated.
Organizer
Alison Blunt
Organizer
Stone Mountain, GA