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Stories about Nicole and Goodbye Messages
I would like to take a moment to thank you all for being here today to celebrate Nicole’s life. She has touched the lives of so many, simply by being herself. I am continuously amazed by her kindness and thoughtfulness she always shared, she constantly made me want to be a better person. I would like to specifically thank Mr. and Mrs. Parker and Brianne for sharing your beautiful daughter and sister with us and for welcoming us into your home. You all became my second family and I can never repay you for what you have given me. I would also like to thank Callum King for bringing so much joy into Nicole’s life. You allowed Nicole to experience a love far beyond words can describe. As her friend, it lit my heart up every time Nicole would talk about your adventures. She loved you so much, and I hope you continue to feel as loved and supported as she made you feel.
I went to highschool with Nicole, but it wasn’t until the summer before Senior year that we realized that we needed each other in our lives. In 2012, I was lucky enough to be sent on a band trip halfway across the world with a group of people that would inevitably become my best friends. As I’m sure anyone on that trip (we called ourselves Group
Lincolnshire for reasons that would take too long to explain) could testify for, there’s this weird thing that happens when you travel with people, you start to bond in a way that’s extremely difficult to communicate but incredibly obvious once you experience or witness it. I’m forever grateful for that experience, and most importantly it brought one of the greatest lights of this world into my life.
As our friendship continued to grow through senior year, and eventually after graduation, the inseparable bond among myself, Tyler, Zack, and Nicole blossomed into something that I can only call magic. We did everything together, however the four of us are infamous for not being able to make decisions on what to do, so most of the time we would just end up in Nicole’s living room talking. Some of my greatest memories with Nicole happened right in her house. I would love to share stories that caused the four of us to laugh so hard we cried (which happened pretty much every hour), but I’m almost positive no one else would think it was nearly as funny as we did, and that’s okay. We think we’re hilarious.
I would like to share the story about our Senior Prom weekend. After the dance, Nicole, Zack, Tyler, Hannah Penny, Amber Robinson and I booked a hotel room on the beach for the weekend. Our room had a kitchen, so Zack would wake up early and make us all chocolate chip pancakes and then we would spend the afternoon flying kites and just enjoying each other’s company. One evening, we were walking along the shoreline and Tyler picked out a seagull, gleefully proclaiming, “Bird!”. From that moment on, we referred to aptly named Bird as our friend, personifying him relentlessly; creating unnecessary stories where Bird was the protagonist. We thought it was the funniest thing, and I guess now you can get a taste of our award-winning sense of humor. Bird morphed into an inside joke within our little group and came up in conversation frequently.
After graduation, I went to school out of state in Virginia while Nic, Zack and Tyler stayed in state. I remember the night before I left for JMU, we stood in Nicole’s doorway shedding a couple tears but setting countdowns until the next time we would all be together, which was unfortunately after Thanksgiving. However, despite the 691-mile difference, and thanks to technology and especially snapchat, our friendship grew even stronger. Which made the news in January of Nicole’s diagnosis that much harder.
But, as you all know, Nicole is brave and brilliant and beautiful and everything you could ever want in a friend and she was not going to let this stop her. Fortunately, I was able to make frequent visits home to be there with Nic and the rest of the Nerd Herd (that’s us). Things of course changed, but Nicole’s positivity, perseverance, and probably stubbornness, kept us rolling. That summer actually turned out to be one of the best summers all of us have spent together.
As time went on, visits home were becoming less frequent but we stuck together and always dropped anything and everything when Nicole needed us. We knew she would do the same for us. In fact, despite everything she was experiencing, she did do the same for us.
Bird grew into a symbol of our friendship. It became a symbol of strength, hope, and faith. We no longer think of bird as a goofy seagull that just happened to land close to Tyler. We used birds to show our love, to pass on well wishes, and to comfort Nicole and each other. Tonight, the three of us are wearing bird pins to bring comfort, and remind us of the love and hope Nicole constantly instilled in us.
I frequently think about the time I came home for only 24 hours, but the 4 of us were determined to spend all the time we could together. Nicole, Tyler, and Zack met me at the airport, picked me up, and drove me home. That was all we had – those 45 minutes at 12 in the morning to catch up on everything. We laughed the entire way home.
I cherish those small moments so much. Something as insignificant as a car ride or spotting a bird on a beach always turned into something much more. Especially now, I hold each single minute very close to my heart.
The magical, incredible, and probably weird friendship the four of us shared together will continue through the legacy Nicole has left. We laughed, we cried, and we napped. But most of all, we loved. We loved deeply and unconditionally. We stuck with each other through every twist, turn, and actual tornado (that one is real, ask Tyler and Dr. Parker about that). Because of Nicole, I experienced a friendship like no other, and for that I am forever grateful. Nicole, thank you for giving me everything I needed and so much more. I hope I did the same for you. Fly like Bird, Nic. I love you. -Madison Azzara
I first met Nicole five years ago on the Europe trip that Brantley was a part of. I knew nothing about her and it was so awkward because the trip was more of a bus tour, and our group of nine would always be found at the back of our bus sleeping on each other, which was weird because they were all strangers to me at the time. As I’m sure you can imagine however, after an extended amount of time with ignoring personal space, we all became quick friends, which made the rest of that trip something I don’t think I could ever forget. When we finally got back, unlike most of the groups that formed, ours only got stronger. Through High School and over great distances, we stayed close.
But time continued on, and with it, some distances became too great. But our group wouldn’t break that easily. Tyler, Madison, Nicole, and myself would go over to her house and just exist on her couch. We’d talk about the future, where we wanted to go, what we wanted to do, what we didn’t want to do, mostly what we didn’t want to do. We made promises to each other, and swore up and down that we had life planned. We even planned on getting a Castle together.
Then life actually happened, and we realized how naïve we had been. Cancer tried to claim our hope, love, and our friendship, but Nicole refused to move an inch. She displayed a kind of strength that I didn’t even know existed in this world. We would cry together, seethe together, laugh together, but most importantly, we continued on. We sat on that couch time and time again, and we just existed.
To me, moments used to be lesser things. I didn’t really get the idea of them. Nothing of substance, of worth, nothing that gave life meaning, existed within that temporary pocket of space. You can’t achieve things in moments, at least nothing of any merit. No, that takes years, that takes time, and sadly cancer took that from her. Even still, Nicole found a way to fight back, and in the process she taught me something, which was just like her.
Moments mattered, and she had a way of making them last forever. That was her super power. Just a few hours with her seemed like days, and I mean that in a good way. I can’t even count how many times we would just be hanging out, not doing anything really, and then one of us would just say something, and we would just burst into tears laughing. I don’t even know what it was about, but in that moment, it was by far the funniest thing ever. We would just end up on the floor laughing, and it was effortless, and it was priceless.
I remember there were times when she had to take her meds when she was with us and it was always a process. It was nothing too elaborate, but she couldn’t do it with us looking at her because she’d just start laughing, and then we’d start laughing because her laugh was so contagious, and then we’d waste like 30 minutes going through that cycle. So we’d try to not look over at her, but even then she’d still start giggling. Sometimes Ms. Parker would bring her meds over to her with a bottle of water and wait for her to take them and it would just take so long. She’d tell us to look away, and so we’d try but then one of us would start snickering and then it was game over. I remember thinking in those moment’s how I could just stay there forever. I didn’t want to leave because there was so much love, joy, and laughter.
I used to think moments were pointless, but now I think I’d trade everything to have one more moment with her. But that’s unrealistic, and although I may wish for it with every fiber of my being, that’s just not going to happen.
But that’s ok, because now she’s ok. No more nausea, no more needles, no more headaches, no more huge pills to swallow. All she will ever know from this moment on, is peace, and I’m ok with that, I can find solace in that. We have our memories, both of us, and if all I can do is replay those moments in my head, then that’s fine, because I could stay in those moments for eternity. -Zackary McCreight
The day is coming to an end. I've let myself feel a lot of things and look at what people posted to honor you. There's no doubt how much love people were giving you. You brought so much joy to so many.
I've thought a lot about what to say, but there really aren't a lot of words to say it with. You were my best friend. We went through a lot together, good and bad, high and low. I've never been more grateful for someone.
Losing you really sucks, it's going to take time to adjust, but I'll get there and so will the people who love you that you constantly surrounded yourself with. One day at a time.
I will miss you forever. If things get too hard, I will try to have the strength you did during these 3 years. If necessary, I will also try to emulate the sass you had when you said "nobody's perfect" at the beginning of all this.
I love you and will cherish every memory we've made together and with our friends. Much love, Tyler
This was the last gift you ever gave me. We were about to leave for college & I remember being so amazed about how much time it took to put together this genuine & thoughtful gift. But I shouldn't of been amazed.. you were always genuine, thoughtful, kind, funny, sweet, strong & incredibly smart.... (the list goes on.) I'll never forget your contagious smile! We grew apart after high school, but I am so grateful that you & your family impacted my middle and high school years. Your family has always welcomed me in with open arms. Thank you for all the memories, it's hard to think of a time in high school where you weren't by my side (& let's be real... When wasn't I at your house?) But I am sorry for all the times I could of been a better friend to you. But seeing everyone last night who loves you was truly a testament to your beautiful character. I know that you have reach the kingdom of heaven, & you are looking down at all your friends and family that love you so much. - Valkiria
As most of you probably know I'm not one to post a lot, be very emotional and cheesy, or be very long winded but I think this is an exception. Unfortunately I recently lost my best friend, girlfriend, and whole world after a 3 year battle with cancer. It has taken some time to figure out what to say in a time where words can't do justice for my feelings. Nicole and I shared countless memories over the past few years that I will hold in my heart forever and cherish for the rest of my life.
Ever since 10th grade chemistry class Nicole was the perfect girl in my mind, the one who I always wanted to date. She was beautiful, smart, funny, silly, caring, and lived live with an energy that the rest of us could only try to match. We were blessed with the opportunity to travel around the world together the past few years from zip lining through the rainforests of Costa Rica, snorkeling a ship wreck in Aruba, taking a helicopter tour of the Napali Coast in Hawaii, watching the Gators win in New Orleans, stargazing in the deserts of Utah, exploring Atlanta, and so many other little day trips and adventures that I could go on and on about. I posted a link in my bio of a video that shows just a few of our adventures we went on together.
While cancer was something she was trying to overcome for the past 3 years it did not define who she was by any means. I can confidently say cancer did not win this battle. Nicole continued to live life as if nothing were wrong making me laugh right up until her final days jokingly saying "she was like a dog" as I took her on walks through the hospital.
Though the next few weeks, months, and even years will be extremely hard I'm lucky to have my friends, family, and the Parker family to get through this and love and laugh like Nicole wants us to.
I love you, Nicole forever and always💙
Besitos - Callum King
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You could say that my friendship with Nicole was a matter of fate. My grandma Dorothy died before I was born. Her husband, my grandpa John, remarried several years later to an incredible woman named Terrie – Nicole’s grandmother. From the moment we were born, Nicole and I were connected through this loving family bond. My first memories of Nicole of course are the many years we spent “Parker thanksgiving” together. For us, it was the one of the best days of the year – an excuse to hang out and eat a lot of really great food. I remember when we were very young we would watch our Uncle Jeff draw silly cartoons on the white board in her play room after loading up on turkey. We joked about what we should call each other – friends? cousins? We decided on “frousins.” My frousin came to cheer me on at my high school shows. I was always so excited to have her in the audience. We realized that we both wanted to become Gators, and I’ll never forget the day I received a text from her asking if I would be her roommate - it was the best decision I ever made. I have fond memories from our first semester in the dorm together. Everyone commented on our room and how pretty it was – it was easy because we both loved blue and green! Instead of getting a head start on school work, we spent hours helping each other hang pictures up. I always joked about how I randomly threw pictures on the wall, but she made precise measurements in order to make the perfect looking heart shape of photos on the wall. I wish I had that kind of patience, because it turned out great. I watched her kill it in UF’s marching band every Saturday. We went to dorm events, she helped me with math, we bought a fish together, we decorated our door with Christmas paper while blasting Christmas music and eating oreos…and of course we ate all of our meals at the infamous Broward Dining Hall. I was devastated when Nicole had to leave second semester due to her diagnosis. School was a nightmare because all I wanted to do was go home and see her everyday. But what kept me going was her strength, bravery, determination, and smile. She was always so encouraging – “you can do it Kath Raff. I believe in you.” Nicole went through a lot that second semester of freshman year but came out so strong. She was ready to get back to school come August, something I probably would have never been able to do. We got an apartment together and started year 2 of being roommates. Our first night together in the apartment, something happened that would only happen to us. While sitting on our couch watching TV, Nicole looked over to the bar area and said “Uhhh is that water?! What’s going on?!” I looked over and saw water starting to pour out of one of our light fixtures. Then out of the kitchen ceiling….then out of the living room ceiling. Soon we were out of pots and towels and all we could do was laugh. Our apartment was literally coming apart and all we could do was laugh. It turns out that the people above us had a washing machine malfunction and we spent the next night in a hotel (at least there was free soda there?!) and the next week in an apartment without a complete ceiling. It was the continuation of what we called “adventures of Kath Raff and Nic.” Over the next couple of years I watched Nicole go through ups and downs of her illness. We rejoiced when there was good news and we cried when there was bad. No matter what her status was she always worked hard in school, traveled with her family and friends, and never failed to laugh at a funny cat video with me. We went to Utah, where I went skiing for the first time and she laughed when I fell. We had beach days, Gator game days, Netflix days, and did random things like make Dirt Cups and coasters together. We felt like chefs every time we cooked together and we always set aside the time to watch New Girl every night while we ate. We carved pumpkins and hung up Christmas lights instead of studying for finals. The smallest things became the most fun because they were with a friend like Nicole. I miss Nicole every second of every day. I miss walking into my apartment and her coming out of her room to say “hey, how was your day?” I miss teasing her and joking around with her. I miss getting little notes from her with candy on my desk because she was just so thoughtful like that. I miss her when I need to open a can of biscuit dough because the popping noise scares me and she was always there to be brave and open it for me. I miss sharing good news with her because she was always one of the very first I told and she would always get so excited for me. I can’t bring Nicole back but I can do everything I can to have her live on with me in my heart. I try to live every day with a positive attitude and a big smile like she did. Even though her time on Earth with me has come to an end I still hear her tell me “I believe in you” when I need it most. After living with her over these past 3 years of her illness, I can tell you that Nicole did not lose this battle. She indeed won. I love you forever and always Nic. Keep sending me those little signs, because trust me, I notice them. Much love, Kath Raff
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