ERIK TYLER CORNWELL

Erik Tyler Cornwell was a man who lived life at full throttle, a soul fueled by passion, love, and the pursuit of what set his heart ablaze. He was a son, a father, a dreamer, and a creator, leaving an indelible mark on the lives of everyone fortunate enough to know him.

He loved fast cars and loud music, the kind of thrills that matched the rhythm of his vibrant spirit. When Erik played his guitar, the room would transform, each note a testament to his self-taught skill and the emotions he poured into every string. Music wasn’t just his hobby—it was his language, his way of sharing pieces of himself with the world.

Erik had a sense of style as sharp as his mind, every outfit a statement, every pair of Jordans a testament to his attention to detail and flair for life. He wore confidence as effortlessly as he wore his favorite sneakers, carrying himself with a charisma that was impossible to ignore.

At the center of Erik’s life was his family, his anchor and his joy. He cherished every moment spent with them, holding their love close to his heart. But nothing compared to the pride and happiness he found in being a father. His daughter, Nova Rayne, was the light of his life, the love that shaped his days and gave him a new kind of purpose. To Erik, Nova wasn’t just his child—she was his heart walking outside his body, his greatest achievement, his everything.

Spending time with his family was important to Erik, but most of all, he loved being a new father. His daughter, Nova Rayne, was the love of his life. “He was an amazing self taught guitar player and a momma's boy” his mother recalls.

Erik’s life was a symphony of beauty, laughter, and love, each moment strung together like the notes of his favorite song. Though his time here was far too short, his legacy lives on in the music he played, the love he gave, and the memories he created. His energy remains, woven into the lives of those who carry him in their hearts.

Rest easy, Erik. May the melody of your life play on in the hearts of those who loved you, and may your legacy echo in Nova’s smile and laughter