Roy Ross
From the moment we met one another, we loved each other completely. Roy was a second father to me, and loved to tease me (and anyone else he could find). I use to say that I married into a family where their motto was "tease you 'till you cry." But the teasers were just Roy and Dave.
A year and a half after he lost his wife of 48 years and his oldest son Dave, my father-in-law finally made his transition. He had been fighting cancer for practically as long as I had been in his family 20+ years. The will to live is a funny thing, it can definitely keep us on the planet if God allows and our roots are strong here. That is what I think happened to Roy. He had been fighting to stay alive for so long, that when even Gene and Dave passed, he just couldn't let go of the earthly dimension. When Roy finally did, it was only after his remaining son, Jim, told Roy that he loved him and that he would be fine and it was ok for Roy to move on. I personally saw how important it can be for those of us who are staying behind; to tell our loved ones who are transitioning it is alright for them to go on ahead. This sometimes assists them in letting go of this plane and helps them return to their true home.
Having left the hospital room for a break, I had an inner vision of Dave walking toward me with a crow bar in his hand. Dave was so clear in my head – like he was beside me. I told my friend, Judie, "we'd better get out of here, I just had a vision of Dave coming to get Roy out of his body, and it's not going to be pretty...Dave's got a crow bar." We all went home, but immediately got a call from the hospital - Roy had transitioned in peace minutes after we left. Some people are very private in their transitions. They leave after lengthy bedside vigils, transitioning when someone leaves to get coffee or make a phone call.
Thank you for loving me like your daughter, Roy and Gene, I love you both. I thank you Roy for sharing your courageous battle with me. Thank you for all the laughter, for always believing in me, and for showing me the dignity in transitioning in your own private way.
A year and a half after he lost his wife of 48 years and his oldest son Dave, my father-in-law finally made his transition. He had been fighting cancer for practically as long as I had been in his family 20+ years. The will to live is a funny thing, it can definitely keep us on the planet if God allows and our roots are strong here. That is what I think happened to Roy. He had been fighting to stay alive for so long, that when even Gene and Dave passed, he just couldn't let go of the earthly dimension. When Roy finally did, it was only after his remaining son, Jim, told Roy that he loved him and that he would be fine and it was ok for Roy to move on. I personally saw how important it can be for those of us who are staying behind; to tell our loved ones who are transitioning it is alright for them to go on ahead. This sometimes assists them in letting go of this plane and helps them return to their true home.
Having left the hospital room for a break, I had an inner vision of Dave walking toward me with a crow bar in his hand. Dave was so clear in my head – like he was beside me. I told my friend, Judie, "we'd better get out of here, I just had a vision of Dave coming to get Roy out of his body, and it's not going to be pretty...Dave's got a crow bar." We all went home, but immediately got a call from the hospital - Roy had transitioned in peace minutes after we left. Some people are very private in their transitions. They leave after lengthy bedside vigils, transitioning when someone leaves to get coffee or make a phone call.
Thank you for loving me like your daughter, Roy and Gene, I love you both. I thank you Roy for sharing your courageous battle with me. Thank you for all the laughter, for always believing in me, and for showing me the dignity in transitioning in your own private way.