Updated: Nov 27, 2020
As we continue our series today, Beautifully Human...
We focus on the beauty of humans and the power in their stories…
Through telling their stories we hope to connect this world. To spread strength, love, and humanity...
To show a common thread of beautiful humans…
I have known Ryan a very long time... like real long. We grew up in the same town in Ohio. He is my brothers age so I mostly knew him at church functions or when he would come over to the house in high school.
We ended up in Lynchburg going to the same university. We started to become close, hanging out on campus since we both did not have vehicles.
Over the years Ryan and I have kept in close contact. I admire his kindness. He has always been one of the nicest people I know. It just comes naturally to him.
It is really cool to see him raise a big family and be a father to some awesome kids.
I love this human. Thankful for his friendship daily.
Let’s all be beautifully human…
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Ryan Plice / Lynchburg, Virginia
Tell Me A Story That Shaped Your Life...
There’s a lot I can write under all of these, but I wanted to start with “Tell Me A Story that Shaped Your Life”
- Many people think that your life is shaped as a child. I can think back on many moments as a child that shaped me and made me who I’ve become. But, I think what has truly shaped my life was seeing the fight my mom went through. In 2010, my mom was diagnosed with Stage 3 breast cancer. She went through chemo, radiation and surgery. About a year later, she was considered to be in remission. But, this was short lived. In May 2012, my mom had a seizure, which my dad described as one of the scariest moments of his life. Upon investigation, doctors found lesions (tumors) in her brain. This began another long series of radiation and chemo. Fast forward a bit, and the cancer has spread to her liver. My mom passed away in December 2015.
Towards the end, I remember a specific conversation we had as a family while she was in the hospital, and she said, “Even in the beginning, it was always about quality over quantity.” She said she just wanted to go home. So, she went home. We were able to celebrate Thanksgiving together one last time that year. The quality of your life is of upmost importance.
My mom fought for 5 years. Going through multiple surgeries, through endless rounds of chemo and radiation. But one thing the cancer didn’t take from her was her faith and happiness. She wanted to be a part of her kids and grandkids lives and my kids were able to make lasting memories of their grandma. While on hospice care, with the help of my sister, my mom made my kids blankets for Christmas that year.
All of us are fighting battles. All of us experience grief and loss. I’ve learned that no matter what we go through in life, our lives are worth fighting for, and nothing can steal our faith, joy, happiness and love. I have my mom to thank for this lesson.