ForeverMissed
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His Life
October 29, 2011

Ryan was born to Jake and Jenny on October 23rd, 1987. The third child they had and looked just like his father.  Ryan was a delightful little boy. He was full of life and loved playing baseball.  His father was taken away from him when he was just 7 years old. Ryan thought it was his fault for a very long time in his life.  At 17 years old Ryan was diagnosised with a cancerous tumor in his sinus cavity. The pain he went through to try and get well but he came through just like all the other things he had to face.

Ryan had several bouts of cancer in his young life.  After the second bout, he and his best friend, Sara Soranson, were faced with a hard knock; the Drs had told Ryan that he might only live 6 months.  Ryan and Sara discussed things most young kids never have to, DEATH!!   They did a selfish act but brought forth a very wonderful and uplifting thing for Ryan.  Their son, Dryston-Jace Harrison "DJ" Sams.  He is 5 years old now and has to face his life without his father also, as Ryan did.   Ryan used to come to our house and sit and talk to me about things he was facing in his life, but the things he talked about were like a old man, the kids, his parents, his Gram, and the one person that had made his life very tolerable for the last 4years, his friend, Ginger Soto.  She made him laugh, she made him think differently about things that made him mad, and she opened up his heart to loving someone so much you would give up your own life for them.

Ryan did just that.  When Ginger pushed him out completely from her life, he had no one in his opinion that could help him see things differently.  He just stopped everything. Everyone around him were moving forward and he was stuck.  Ryan stopped caring about trying to get better and he just laid down one night and just stopped.   Ryan is looking over us, even though some people dont believe in fate, ghosts or angels. I know that our Ry is keeping a close watch over us.  Things happen every day that we have to stop and remember him.

I hope he has left an impression that you remember him and love him as much as we do. Thank you