Ryan was a boy who never sat still, a child with boundless energy and a heart that raced to keep up with his mind. He collected everything.. trinkets, facts, memories. Holding onto the small things that made the world feel bigger. School came easily to him, not because it was simple, but because he was sharp. He could hold a hundred thoughts in his head at once and still show up every day, still pull in A’s and B’s, still run faster and work harder than the kids who never had to think twice about focus.

He had dreams - maybe not always spoken out loud, but they were there, shimmering at the edges of his future. And for a while, they felt within reach. But life has a way of twisting paths, of throwing hurdles in the way just when the finish line comes into view.

As a child, he was full of life, a bright spark that never dimmed, a boy with big dreams and a bigger heart. He was sharp, determined, and carried a resilience that should have been enough to outrun the weight of the world.

Life, however, had other plans. The road was never easy, but Ryan fought through every turn, through every heartbreak, through every loss that tried to steal his light. He built a life, became a father, worked hard to carve out a future. And even when the world knocked him down, he tried. Hope was still there.

On May 6, 2016, Ryan was found unresponsive, and the world lost a man who loved harder than most, who gave all that he had even when he had little left to give. He was not just his struggle. He was a son, a father, a man with a contagious smile and a heart that never stopped loving.

Ryan, your story does not end here. It lives on in the love you gave, in the laughter that still echoes, in the people who will never stop carrying you with them. You were so much more than the way you left. You were love. You were light.