A beautiful young man, inside and out. You touched the lives of so many.

My first best friend. My childhood sweetheart. The maker of mischief. Endless memories of us as kids trying to ride our bikes down the hill and getting scared because we went too fast. Memories of mud fights. Of playing with the horses. Of hiding out in the treehouse Randy built. You flipping over me on the trampoline. Of us pretending sharks lived in your moms waterbed. Taking Karate classes together. Just being KIDS. Then as teens. Being there for each other. Not as close but always just a phone call away. You listened endlessly as I talked about my crushes and you always telling me they sucked 🤣 Then adults. Far apart in distance but again, just a call or message away. The last two years we really reconnected. I'm so grateful we did because we got to know each other as adults. We talked about heartbreak. We talked about surviving the worst. We talked about overcoming our personal obstacles. We talked about hope. We talked about family and our plans for the future. We talked about how we would always be there for each other. That our friendship was what it was because we loved each other and that love transcended the years and distance. You were an amazing friend. One who showed grace when I didn't always call back right away. One who would make me laugh and really help me remember a time when things were magical and not so mundane. One who truly cared for the people he worked with, coworkers and patients alike. One who was devoted to his family, especially his mom. There is still so much to say. I'm not ready to say goodbye. There aren't enough words to describe my heartbreak and sadness at knowing I can't call you. That when I come back to NC I can't just drop by your house and surprise you like I've imagined doing a million times. While we didn't talk to each other every day I'm feeling the void you left in my life. In everyone's lives. I don't want you to just be a memory. I wanted more memories. I wanted Harper to know you as more than just a face on my screen. I wanted to see you get better. To overcome your heartbreak and demons. I wanted to see you truly happy. I'll hold onto our memories and childhood. I'll pass them onto Harper. I know she'll get a kick out of the silly games we used to play and they way we could make our moms lose their minds and then laugh about it. You'll always be remembered and loved. Ill think of you always. Rest easy. BY Sarah Mary forwarded by Karen

A grave side service for Kye Wayne Murphy, will be on Saturday, June 17 , 2023 at 2:00 at Hoopers Creek Baptist Church Cemetary

God saw you troubled and lonely, the future you could not see. So He put his arms around you, and whispered "come with me" With tearful eyes and broken hearts, you were quickly gone away. Although we loved you dearly, we could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, Precious hands are now at rest. God broke our hearts to show us, "he only takes the best" LOVE YOU ALWAYS, Maw Maw (Kay Murphy)

Life can change in the blink of an eye. And the most painful good bye's are the ones we don't get to say. Kye was kind and giving to a fault. Kye wanted to live his own life and always wanted a new car. I kept Kye almost every weekend at my home until he was 10 years old, so he was the closest thing I ever had to a child. I will miss him so. There are so many unanswered questions about his life, but I will remember all the positive things he brought into my life. As the pain in the hearts of the Murphy family start to ease, I hope losing Kye will be a reminder to care and love for those close to your heart. Karen M. Tomlinson/AKA Sissy

Kye had an amazing energy while I went to school with him. His friends at the former Brain Center will miss him dearly. We wish this finds the family well during this time.

Kye was such a loving soul. He cared for each of his residents as if they were his family. I will truly miss our conversations and his the sweet smile he always had in his eyes. (Masks usually covered our faces at work). You are all in thoughts and prays. God needed another Angel to watch over us. God Bless each of you. Much Love. Loretta Faircloth ❤️