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July 11th, 2008

I’m Free

About 6 months ago, I wrote an emotional email about a young guy that passed away suddenly (his daughter was in my child’s pre-school class).

He left behind 2 young children and a wife pregnant with another child.

Sadly he passed just 2 days shy of his 29th birthdayand never got to see his newest child. You can read that email here.

Sometimes we get so wrapped up in the day to day, we never get to slow down and really appreciate life.

People spend undue hours on discussion forums just ranting and being negative all the time. For what.

I’m 35 years old and when I am fortunate enough to spend hours a day with my 3 young daughters, I think about how much I will miss them when my it’s “my time” to go.

Tears are literally streaming from my eyes as I am writing this. There’s no pain worse than never being able to hug or or kiss my girls again.

I’ve talked about leaving a legacy. I was put here to help people live better lives. You won’t see me spending hours on forums getting pleasure from trying to slam other people.

I feel badly for people who spend so much of their life neck-deep in negativity. It’s really a wasted life.

Why am I pouring out my heart today in this semi-coherent email.

Yesterday I checked the mailbox and opened a card from this young dad’s family with a powerful poem. And this poem just struck a cord with me.

Here’s what it said, word for word.

I’M FREE

Don’t grieve for me, for now I’m free
I’m following the path God laid for me.
I took His hand when I heard Him call
I turned my back and left it all.
I could not stay another day
To laugh, to love to work or play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way
I found that place at the close of the day.
If my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a lauch, a kiss.
Ah yes, these things, I too will miss.
Be not burdened with times of sorrow,
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My life’s been full, I savored much.
Good friends, good times, a loved one’s touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief,
Don’t lengthen it now with undue grief.
Life your heard and share with me
God wanted me now, He set me free.

Make the most of your time here.

If you think this poem might give someone else strength during a tough time, please feel free to forward it to them.

Leave a legacy.

Brotherly,
Ryan

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