Ron was the a husband and father, a brother and a son. His time here was shorter than it should have been. He was only thirty.

Yet, he had to go. Why? Ron fought with a servere illness, bone cancer.

The pain cannot be imagined, for it comes from the core of the body, aches in every part, and is long suffering.

I believe Ron's passing, while causing pain in others, offered Ron relief, a time to be free of
the overwhelming pain.

As you miss him; as your heart feels torn in anguish at the very thought of your loss, do please try to imagine the horrid pain that he was suffering through and the great comfort that came when he left.

His wife, Debbie, I am sure knows this. There is no question to the fact that she, bonded to him, knew of his suffering, and yet still always tried to smile and remain hopeful before him and their daughters, even though I think she likely cried herself to sleep each night. Talk with her let her know that she has your support.

His parents, his brother and two sisters, his aunts and uncles, grandparents, and the friends, all shaking their heads to the unfairness of it all. I feel for them, for I too have cried for others as well and know the pain.

Yet, it is to his daughters, and his nieces and nephews that my heart goes out to. They are the ones that seach for answers.
Please do not forget about them. Their pain is just as great and they lack the experience that the older ones have. They only know that Daddy is gone.

I would ask the family members to take some time when they can and try to share your experience with the little ones. His daughters need to learn not just from their mother, but also from their great-grandparents, grandparents, great-aunts and great-uncles, and from his brother and sister, their aunts and uncle.

For one of these will share their story, a perspective that will fit, each of his daughters, one that they remember and will have to apply again later in there lives and perhaps share with another.

Don't forget the final release of the pain that Ron was given. The freedom granted, as he was at last released from what must have felt like a dark prison. Don't stay in the darkness of the prison. That isn't what Ron would have wanted.

Go out to the meadows and feel the soft breezes and warm winds. For these are the updrafts that provide lift under the wings of those that fly, and Ron so wanted to fly. Be glad that he now has been able to.