Thursday, July 23, 2009

Sonya LeBaron

Time moves continually forward day after day, and for the most part we pay it no mind. Perhaps it's because of the steady rate at which it moves that we often lose interest and only glance up occasionally to note its passing, in those moments when we do take notice, often so much time has passed that we get the illusion that it has sped up and somehow sneaked past us without our knowledge.

Haply or not we are sometimes forced to take notice of it's passing and in shock we find that we are looking at empty pages in our book of life, that otherwise might have been filled if we had only been more aware.

Time is a treasure most often disregarded, and then most often wished for when we find it is gone.

Yesterday my "Sister in Law" died unexpectedly (such a generic description for someone who was never close to being generic) in all truth Sonya was more of a Sister, and a friend, and her presence will be greatly missed.

Before yesterday we had the option of looking forward, (at least in this life) to a continued friendship, now we are forced to only look back at what we had, and wish that we had more.

I pay tribute to an amazing woman who touched many lives, who touched my life, someone who loved life and who always welcomed us into her home when we came to visit. She was one of the few modern day pioneer's that I have known, and like all who knew her I will miss her greatly.

My prayers are with my brother, and my nieces and nephews; I know their loss will be much greater than mine.

I am so grateful for a loving Savior, who paved the way for life after this earthly existence to continue, that loss can become gain once more, and that death can be overcome, and friendships can be renewed, and continued.

Goodbye Sonya for now... I will wait patiently for the day that we can resume our friendship once more... until then your friend, Rich

5 comments:

Tricia said...

I have had a prayer in my heart for not only her family, but also yours since we received Randie's email. Please let us know if there is anything we can do. You've been on my mind constantly.

Richard Larsen said...

Rich;

Sonya sounds like a lovely lady. I am sorry for the loss of your brother losing his wife and the mother of his children. If I can do anything to help your family please don't hesitate to ask. Your tribute to her was very beautiful and meaningful.

Rich Larsen

karen louise said...

Rich,

While in high school, I spent a lot of time at the LeBaron home, as I was close friends with your sisters, and I still visit your parents once in a while. I was shocked to hear the news from Robyn, and I was searching on the net to find out how she passed away, and I came upon this post your wrote about Sonya. I'm so sorry for your family's loss. I too thought highly of Sonya, and she did always seem like a 'sister' in your family. What an amazing lady she was. I'm soo sorry!!! I'm thinking constantly of your family.

Becky Joyce said...

Rich,
Thanks for sending your blog. I too wish for time gone. Memories of her keep spinning around and around in my head. I love Sonya, I always will. Her friendship and sensitivities to me and my little family will be greatly missed and cherised. I don't think one can fully heal from losing a loved one; especially when they've left such loving footprints across your heart. She was an example of giving much much more than ever receiving. She just wanted to take care of her family. I miss her so very much. I hurt for Ron and the kids. Their loss is great. May we keep the faith and hope the gospel gives. Becky

~Nita said...

My thoughts, prayers, and condolences are with you and your families, Rich.

I pass a church on my way to and from work everyday. There's always a thought-provoking message on the sign in their yard and it changes every week.

This week's message: Time lost is never found. Never regained. Which ties in to your blog. In our lives there's always ALWAYS a 'before and after;' always a dividing line between what was and what is. Let's strive to live the 'what is' part in such a way that when 'what was' inevitably comes, regrets are fewer and we are spiritually richer for having done so.