Category: peace

Today, you’d be 27

by ianspirationblog, posted in eternity, grief, heaven, IANspiration, loss of child, love, peace

Happy Heavenly Birthday, Ian Coronas. We haven’t forgotten you. Not one tiny bit…

WATCH: Ian Coronas’ Celebration of Life Video

You’ve been gone for several years now. I often wonder what you’d be up to today, if only…

What would be added to this video of your brief life?

Wedding photos?

Baby pics?

Sales awards?

New hobbies?

New adventures?

New home?

One thing I know, you’d be the one keeping things “light” during this pandemic. You’d also be the one sneaking out during the stay-at-home orders … I mean there’s just no way.

But you’d always wear your mask to keep others safe — a mask that would probably have something fun printed on it. Starwars maybe? To match your socks.

You’d be supportive of any oppressed group, but you’d also be very puzzled by the violence that’s erupted around the country. You were always inclusive, always the peacemaker.

Despite the state of the world’s current affairs, you’d be optimistic about the future.

I can imagine you walking in the door, flashing your smile, and saying just the right thing to make the world somehow feel balanced again.

On this, your 27th birthday, I can remember you … and I can imagine who you would be.

I’m thankful for that much.

Please enjoy watching Ian’s Celebration of Life video above . Today, let’s remember all the good times.

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“I always thank my God for you because of his grace given you in Christ Jesus.” 1 Corinthians 1:4

August 29, 2016, 23rd Birthday (his last one here)

The Signature

by ianspirationblog, posted in cancer, God-moments, heaven, Hope, IANspiration, love, peace, Uncategorized

There I sat wiping away tears in a crowded restaurant – again.

I gazed down onto the three letters I – A – N … strung together in a manner so that I could pick it out in a line-up of a hundred other “Ian” signatures.  It was his actual signature cast perfectly into a delicate silver ring. The signature looked exactly how I had seen it so very many times before when he signed his name to an important letter, note, and later in life, on a sales contract.

The ring featured the “neat” version, not the signature he used when signing a check or on one of those ridiculous credit card machines. In those cases, you’d only see the “I” and the rest was barely more than a straight line. I remember that I chuckled the first time I saw it. I think he was in middle school and I asked him if he thought he was a doctor or a rock star. Actually, I love that he learned to use the sloppy signature at such a young age, as if he intuitively understood that sometimes it mattered and other times it simply did not. Sometimes you steal away a few seconds to keep for yourself – because seconds add up to minutes, minutes add up to days.

We know — all too well — that every single second matters…

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There was Patience, There was Peace

by ianspirationblog, posted in cancer, God-moments, heaven, Hope, IANspiration, love, peace

Ian stared up at the ceiling from the bed at the naturopathic treatment center, unable to move any part of his body below the neck. For most of the 10 days we spent there, he was getting intravenous high dose Vitamin C and a host of last-chance protocols commonly used in European countries to fight cancer. During this time, Ian’s mind was relatively strong. Except for the last few days his life, he was aware of his rapid decline.

I often wondered what was going through his mind.

This was new for me. I had always known exactly what was going on his mind — Ian could talk and he loved to share! He easily filled up an entire 30-minute drive home from school with colorful stories of the day’s adventures. Things didn’t change much when he started his new job straight out of college. I knew about the potential clients, the presentations, the contracts that closed and the ones that did not. He texted me often and kept me posted on just about everything.

But, here I am, 22 months since our beloved son’s passing to Heaven, and I’m left still wondering what was he thinking in his final days on earth? Was he devastated? Was he still hopeful? Did he ever resign to his soon departure? If he did, he never shared that with me. He chose not to talk about the end.

One thing I know is that through his entire 8-month battle with cancer, he never uttered one word of victimized complaint to me. I never heard him ask, “Why me?”

Not once.

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