To know her was to Absolutely Adore Her
This Memory site was created for my sweetheart, Wendy Michelle Flatt.
The Wife of Jeremy Flatt and a mother of 5 children, Ashlyn, Ella, Brady, Cody, Easton and 3 Step Children, Jeremy, Lily and Asher. She was an amazing Wife, Mother, Family Member, Friend and Co-Worker. Her Smile lit up the room and everyone who knew her was drawn to her and loved her. She took the time to listen to each of us and loved everyone she met. She is now our Angel watching over us from above, guiding us in taking care of her children.
There are so many wonderful memories and stories to tell about about my late wife. Over time I will tell so many but I wanted to give us all a place to tell our stories of Wendy.
To keep her alive in us, to remember her always and to give her children and especially little Easton a chance to one day read these memories and know who his mother was.
Loving Memories
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There was a time when I wasn’t myself, and months went by. Wendy knew. She broke down those barriers, literally after several months and made her way in my home, and took care of my girl on the days I could not after an accident left me devestated. She checked on me even when I did not want it but she knew better than I knew. I miss you Wendy. I am forever greatful for your big heart, your love and your laughter. I can only hope to be half the friend and mother you are. I miss you big. 💕
When you have shared almost every life moment with someone there is an indescribable emptiness when they are gone! Before boyfriends, husbands, kids it was just us! Wendy and Morgan….Free spirits, not a care in the world waiting to see what life would bring us! Life had so many wonderful things in store and I thank God every single day that he blessed me with Wendy to share this life with! I always called her my Superwoman because she was the best friend, wife, mom, daughter, aunt and anything else she had to be in this life! She always had a smile on her face even when life was not always perfect! Her daughter Ashlyn said it best at her funeral… if Wendy had to go at least she went at the peak of happiness in her life! Wendy and Jeremy finding each other was like a dream come true for her and having baby Easton she left a piece of herself with us! Ashlyn, Ella, Cody, Brady, Jeremy Jr, Lily and Asher were her joy as she loved them so very much! Her face would light up anytime she talked about any of her children! I miss my girl every second of every day! I know she is in a better place but it doesn’t hurt any less but it does give me peace because I know we will see each other again! I thank Jeremy so much for this page! An amazing tribute to his beautiful bride who loved him so much ❤️
This was what I wrote for the funeral, although I couldn’t read it myself. I’m not a very good public speaker when I’m emotional. As time passes, there will be other memories shared, but this will be a good jumping off point.
Wendy and I were, as she would say, best friends “from the womb”. There isn’t a moment in my life that she isn’t vividly a part of. From the moment we stepped into Mrs. DeeDee’s Thursday School class, at Carriage Hills, we were together. We were opposites – she was the pretty, dark-haired cheerleader that lived life at full throttle; I was the blonde-haired, blue-eyed “Type A” athlete. Despite our differences, we formed a bond over dance parties, junk food, Auburn football and our love of 90s rap – which are, as we all know, the pillars of a solid relationship.
We experienced all the big “firsts” together – slumber parties, girl drama, braces, office referrals, and dances (not on ACA property, of course). Sneaking out, getting caught sneaking out, first loves, first heartbreaks…even a run-in or two with Montgomery’s Finest (sorry, parents). As we navigated through the complicated nuances of childhood and into adulthood, she was steady and never wavered. I never questioned whether she would be there – she just was.
Wendy made me laugh – at her, at me, at whatever was happening around us. I never knew what was going to come out of her mouth and that’s what I loved about her. She would say the things we were all thinking without hesitation. I’d look around to see if anyone heard her, shush her, stifle a smile and she would just shrug, throw her head back and laugh and respond, “Well, it’s true!”
We were side by side as we celebrated the highs of life – marriage, the birth of our babies and were even baptized together on the same day. We also leaned on the each other through the times in life that bring you to your knees – the painful collapse of relationships and the untimely death of a child.
As I looked through old yearbooks and notes passed between us, she would always say “I love ‘My Hayley’”. Through texts and voicemails, I was “her” Hayley. She loved me and made sure I knew it. Our friendship was special and one of the joys of my life.
“My Wendy” – I love you, I miss you, and I’m so glad that I’ll hug your neck again someday.