My Darling Richard
Determined, Brave, handsome, funny, all those words in the dictionary should have your name written beside them.
For 19 years you were my partner, my husband, my friend, my everything. The void you have left behind can never be filled.
Your courage in the past 3 years is unmeasurable, despite losing your voice, the ability to cook, the pleasure of having you favorite food, you still tried to look on the bright side. You are and always will be my hero.
I want to thank you for fighting so hard against such an awful disease - for the right to be with us just a little while longer, I want to thank you for trying to keep our spirits up, I also want to thank you for loving me as much as you did.......Right till the end, when I think back and remember myself lying next to you, telling you I loved you, and you in your last moments telling me you loved me too, I cry selfishly for the wonderful man I have lost.......... I LOVE YOU
Sleep well my love, I know you are out of pain now, Sing a song for me...........
All my Love
Sammie x
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It feels impossible to sum up 54 years of a person's life in just a few words. Words can be so meaningless, bland, insufficient. So, instead, I will paint you a picture: Envision a big ball of sunshine - warm, bright. Picture long rays reaching high into the sky. Now, picture those rays holding a spatula, microphone, pint glass, pliers, telephone, life jacket, and car keys all the while singing "Sweet Caroline" with the voice of an angel.
That's him. That's what 54 years of masterful artwork looks like. Far more beautiful than the Mona Lisa. THAT is Richard A. Ryan.
"Pop" (as I called him) was remembered by his siblings as playful and very protective - traits he never lost - but fine-tuned as he grew older. In fact, his youngest sister, Becky, fondly once told me, "With him as an older brother, I had no chance!" Pop always new exactly when to protect those he loved and when to give them wings.
Pop is busy looking over all of us now (And there are a LOT to look after!) - his mom & dad, wife, sons and daughter, brother and sisters, brother, sister, daughter-in-laws, neices, nephews, grandchildren, grandchildren-to-be, friends (who NEVER were just friends to him, they were family), and anyone else blessed to know him - even if for a minute. He made everyone in his life feel special (old acquaintances and new) up until the day he was set free.
Before the stars were blessed to have him join them, Pop once told us that he would send us a sign to let us know he was there. Robert jokingly said, "yeah, you'll reinact the scene from "Ghost" with the penny." Pop smiled and said, "No, I will likely break something. Actually, feathers. That'd be me."
I know several of us have seen feathers since he passed.
Looks like Pop was finally given wings of his own.
With fond and laughter-filled memories,
Amber Ryan
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The day you went to America I cried and broke my heart.
It`s not so far you told me we won't really be apart,
I`ll come home to visit and you can visit me,
The truth is it wouldn't happen
It wasn't meant to be.
You came home one Christmas,
Mum and dad they visited you,
But I couldn't get there,
The chance would not come through.
When I was young you cared for me in trouble and in strife,
But I could not get there for you as you fought to save your life.
It`s not I didn't want, It`s not I didn't care,
But money wouldn't let me.....life is just not fair,
But you came to the rescue and to America I flew,
We sat and talked, we sat and cried the fight had gone - I knew.
I`ll never forget my brother,
He`ll always be in my heart
And now I know how right he was
Of me he is a part.
So distance and life can`t separate us
In me there`s always you,
In my thoughts and in my actions my brother still comes through.
One day we`ll be together - a family like before
And you my lovely big brother will be opening up that door
All my Love
Becky xxxxxxxx
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Brother can you remember
When we were both still small
The fun we had,the talks we shared
looking back- we had it all
Brother can i play with you and wear your favorite shirt
Will you let me throw the football once
I swear i won't get hurt
Brother will you help me solve this problem i have got
there's this boy i know in my class who i really like a lot
Brother will you show me how to try and drive a car
Will you let me drive your brand new truck i swear i won't go far
Brother will you please wake up and live
I won't believe that you may die you've got so much to give
Brother i guess its time to leave the service is now through
I'II say one last prayer, one last good-bye and one last
I LOVE YOU
Jenny xx
