Rylunn Lloyd Charles Thompson, b.16/Jan/2003, d.1/Mar/2021

Rylunn Lloyd Charles Thompson “Ry”, 18, of Jamestown, New York passed away unexpectedly on March 1, 2021. He was born on January 16th, 2003 the son of Michael and Lindsey Thompson in Jamestown, New York.

Rylunn was a lifelong Buffalo Bills fan. He ran track, enjoyed skate boarding, wrestling and was an excellent swimmer and diver. Rylunn adored his sisters and was the best big brother we could’ve asked for. He will forever be their guardian angel.

Rylunn survived by His mother, Lindsey Thompson of Erie Pennsylvania, his father, Michael Thompson of Jamestown, New York, his two sisters, Kiela Rayne and Jade Willow both of Jamestown, New York, his grandma Mary Shaffer and his nana Mary Lou Rodgers both of Jamestown, New York, his paternal grandmother, Debra Everson of Batavia, New York, His aunts and uncles, Peter Nalbone of Jamestown, New York, Jennifer Cejka of Amherst, New York, Shane Thompson of Erie Pennsylvania, Marcy Fanale and Cindy Rodgers, both of Jamestown, New York and Charles Rodgers III of Washington State. He also survived by many great aunts, great uncles, cousins, friends and his lifelong baby-sitter and friend, Nancy McCool.

He was preceded in death by his maternal grandfather Charles Rodgers Jr., his paternal grandfather Donald Thompson and his papa Grant Everson.

Arrangements entrusted to Hubert Funeral Home.

Source: https://hubertfuneralhome.com/tribute/details/1249/Rylunn-Thompson/obituary.html

Choose Her Every Day (Or Leave Her)

Sourced from https://bryanreeves.com, posted May 2, 2015

I spent 5 years hurting a good woman by staying with her but never fully choosing her.

I did want to be with this one. I really wanted to choose her. She was an exquisite woman, brilliant and funny and sexy and sensual. She could make my whole body laugh with her quick, dark wit and short-circuit my brain with her exotic beauty. Waking up every morning with her snuggled in my arms was my happy place. I loved her wildly.

Unfortunately, as happens with many young couples, our ignorance of how to do love well quickly created stressful challenges in our relationship. Before long, once my early morning blissful reverie gave way to the strained, immature ways of our everyday life together, I would often wonder if there was another woman out there who was easier to love, and who could love me better.

As the months passed and that thought reverberated more and more through my head, I chose her less and less. Every day, for five years, I chose her a little less.

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