Birth date: Mar 17, 1963 Death date: Feb 16, 2019
Mrs. Patricia McMichael Cheatwood, 55, passed away peacefully on Saturday, February 16, 2019 in Grapevine, Texas. She was born on March 17th, 1963, to her loving parents, Howard and Helen McMichael in Kansas City, Missouri. Patt Read Obituary
We knew Patty through Weirs. She was our favorite person to work with. Whenever we came in. I matter how much time had passed she created us by name. I went back in the store for the first time in years and asked for her and was so very sorry to hear she had passed. She was the nicest lady. Always smiling. My deepest sympathy and I’m so sorry for my delay in letting you know she was loved by strangers who she turned into friends.
Helen and Charlie,
I am so very sorry for your loss. It has always been great JOY to see y’all at Christmas when I am in Texas. I pray that the Lord strengthens you in the days ahead and gives you great comfort. Please know how special Patty was to so many – even if we just saw her once a year. The McMichael family hold a special place in my heart. God Bless your family during this difficult time XO
Helen and Charlie, I am so very sorry for your loss. It has always been great JOY to see y’all at Christmas when I am in Texas. I pray that the Lord strengthens you in the days ahead and gives you great comfort. Please know how special Patty was to so many – even if we just saw her once a year. The McMichael family hold a special place in my heart. God Bless your family during this difficult time XO
Peppermint . . .That was you nickname in college (at least by a few of us). You were always so bright and cheerful. Some how, blue seemed bluer, yellow was brighter, smells were sweeter, music was more enticing, and the sun was more golden when you were around. I remember you as quiet yet funny. And when you did add to the perpetual insanity that was our college existence, you said something witty that broke up the monotony of listening to our own drivel.Peppermint, you were beautiful. And yes, your beauty was truly more that what rose to the surface. You always had the “girl next door” beauty and charm that other girls desire but somehow can never achieve. And you wore this beauty and charm like an old bathrobe that is weathered and frayed. You didn’t pretend to be kind and (mischievously) ladylike – it’s just who you were.Fun to be with and missed when you weren’t around. I’m sorry that we lost track over the years. College couldn’t last forever. You needed to move on and become the wife and mother you were destined to be. Although I’ve never met him, what a fortunate man your husband was for knowing you. And I’m certain that you passed the “magic” that was you on to your children and step-children.I don’t understand a lot of things about life, but one thing I do know is that age 55 is way to early to leave us all. I’ve asked “Why?” several times in my life (both privately and aloud), and I’ve never gotten an answer that satisfies the need in my soul. I do know that there is wisdom and solace in many places, and I find it when I look hard enough for it. And sometimes I just stumble upon it. One thing that I have found to be helpful in times that make no sense is in the Bible in the book of Job. When Job is sick, and miserable, and distraught, and finally cries out to God to understand why he was brought to this pain and suffering that he has endured. Job said,“I loathe my very life;
therefore I will give free rein to my complaint
and speak out in the bitterness of my soul.
I say to God: Do not declare me guilty,
but tell me what charges you have against me.
Does it please you to oppress me …?”God later responded to Job and said,“I will question you,
and you shall answer me.
Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation?
Tell me, if you understand.
Who marked off its dimensions? Surely you know!
Who stretched a measuring line across it?
On what were its footings set,
or who laid its cornerstone—
while the morning stars sang together
and all the angels shouted for joy?”In short, God told Job that he doesn’t have the capacity to know all they way things were made, fit together, and play out into our destiny. I certainly don’t have the capacity to know. I do know that I hurt. I hurt at your loss. I hurt for myself. I hurt for your family. I hurt for those who would have known you in future years, but will now never be able to do so.But I’m also grateful and thankful. I’m thankful that I did have you in my life for those brief moments. You made it brighter. I’m thankful that you being you blessed and inspired those around you. And I’m glad that your family had the ability (albeit all too short a time) to give you titles of honor – DAUGHTER / WIFE / MOTHER / SISTER / AUNT.Go to God in the full splendor of knowing that you were and are loved. You being alive, and you being you made a difference to many.
Peppermint . . .That was you nickname in college (at least by a few of us). You were always so bright and cheerful. Some how, blue seemed bluer, yellow was brighter, smells were sweeter, music was more enticing, and the sun was more golden when you were around. I remember you as quiet yet funny. And when you did add to the perpetual insanity that was our college existence, you said something witty that broke up the monotony of listening to our own drivel.Peppermint, you were beautiful. And yes, your beauty was truly more that what rose to the surface. You always had the “girl next door” beauty and charm that other girls desire but somehow can never achieve. And you wore this beauty and charm like an old bathrobe that is weathered and frayed. You didn’t pretend to be kind and (mischievously) ladylike – it’s just who you were.Fun to be with and missed when you weren’t around. I’m sorry that we lost track over the years. College couldn’t last forever. You needed to move on and become the wife and mother you were destined to be. Although I’ve never met him, what a fortunate man your husband was for knowing you. And I’m certain that you passed the “magic” that was you on to your children and step-children.I don’t understand a lot of things about life, but one thing I do know is that age 55 is way to early to leave us all. I’ve asked “Why?” several times in my life (both privately and aloud), and I’ve never gotten an answer that satisfies the need in my soul. I do know that there is wisdom and solace in many places, and I find it when I look hard enough for it. And sometimes I just stumble upon it. One thing that I have found to be helpful in times that make no sense is in the Bible in the book of Job. When Job is sick, and miserable, and distraught, and finally cries out to God to understand why he was brought to this pain and suffering that he has endured. Job said,“I loathe my very life; therefore I will give free rein to my complaint and speak out in the bitterness of my soul. I say to God: Do not declare me guilty, but tell me what charges you have against me. Does it please you to oppress me …?”God later responded to Job and said,“I will question you, and you shall answer me. Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation? Tell me, if you understand. Who marked off its dimensions? Surely you know! Who stretched a measuring line across it? On what were its footings set, or who laid its cornerstone— while the morning stars sang together and all the angels shouted for joy?”In short, God told Job that he doesn’t have the capacity to know all they way things were made, fit together, and play out into our destiny. I certainly don’t have the capacity to know. I do know that I hurt. I hurt at your loss. I hurt for myself. I hurt for your family. I hurt for those who would have known you in future years, but will now never be able to do so.But I’m also grateful and thankful. I’m thankful that I did have you in my life for those brief moments. You made it brighter. I’m thankful that you being you blessed and inspired those around you. And I’m glad that your family had the ability (albeit all too short a time) to give you titles of honor – DAUGHTER / WIFE / MOTHER / SISTER / AUNT.Go to God in the full splendor of knowing that you were and are loved. You being alive, and you being you made a difference to many.
Our condolences to the family – she will be missed.
So sorry for your loss! My love to all the family. May God grant you each peace & strength during this difficult time.
Memories are forever in the heart.
Blessings & Prayers??
So sorry for your loss! My love to all the family. May God grant you each peace & strength during this difficult time. Memories are forever in the heart. Blessings & Prayers??
Charlie, Helen, Marilee and the rest of the family:Words cannot adequately express my sympathy for Patty’s death. I know that she touched the lives of so many people whose lives will be forever the better. You all continue to be in my thoughts and prayers.“Even though I walk through the darkest valley, I will fear no evil for you (God) are with me” Psalm 23:4
May you feel God’s arms wrapping around you to bring you comfort, peace and strength.Love Cheryl Salmon
Charlie, Helen, Marilee and the rest of the family:Words cannot adequately express my sympathy for Patty’s death. I know that she touched the lives of so many people whose lives will be forever the better. You all continue to be in my thoughts and prayers.“Even though I walk through the darkest valley, I will fear no evil for you (God) are with me” Psalm 23:4 May you feel God’s arms wrapping around you to bring you comfort, peace and strength.Love Cheryl Salmon
