Tribute to Christopher ryan sweazie

Christopher Ryan, yeah I still remember how we’d call each other by our middle names just to get on each other’s nerves. Since I heard you left this life, I’ve been flooded with thoughts of you and your brothers. I fondly think back to simpler days filled with laughs, fun, fellowship, brotherhood and most definitely FOOD! I think about how young we were, so full of life and filled with dreams. 

Those night tag games in Raleigh that went into the early morning. The adventures we had on the train tracks or down in six bottom. Seeing who could swim the farthest at the pool at New River. Racing Mr. Twiggs on our bikes AND losing. Riding in the hatchback in Granddaddy White’s Pacer.  Trying to breathe in the smoke filled bingo hall down in Beaver. Getting chased by a bobcat down the hill behind old man Peterson’s house. How we used to watch videos and call out which female artist we liked and for the record, I’m still claiming The Good Girls!! The way you used to repeatedly kick my butt in almost every video game we played. I hated that ,but I loved how you made everyone of my crazy ideas sound like I just invented the wheel. Like the one where I thought it would be a good idea to rent Super Mario Bros 3 and not take it back until a month later!!! I still remember the look in your face when the cashier said we owed $500. I was freaking out and there you were laughing, smiling that smile that made your whole face blush and your nose scrunch and cave in the middle like Aunt Debbie’s did we she laughed. 

Above all that Chris you gave me something I always wanted, a younger brother. Like alot of people through time and circumstance over the years we grew apart. Only in distance because you never strayed far from my mind. As sad as I’ve been these past few weeks, I truly find comfort in knowing that your soul is finally at peace and WE who love you know where you now divinely reside. Your mind and conscience are now free and clear. Since we last saw each other I’ve longed to see you again. I realize that may be a little longer than I planned but then again that may be one of the lessons I have to pull from this hurt. There’s a lesson in not waiting for “the right time”. Don’t wait to make it right. Right now is always the best time to do what God puts on your heart.  

So my man, just like when we used to part to go our separate ways at the end of the summer, with tears in my eyes I won’t say goodbye. Instead I’ll say see you when I see you like I always did. You rest well and peacefully Christopher Ryan, I truly can’t think of a Man who deserves it more.

Love Always,

Rock