For those who may not have heard, Sean Rey, the victim of a terrible hit and run incident, passed away on Saturday. I am sorry that I didn't get to know Sean. I know he was a fellow mlp fan, a hard working young man who was loved by his friends, his family and his community. That he was a good person, just trying to live a life and that that he was taken away far, far too soon.
Though I didn't know Sean, his passing deeply affected me. When I heard the sad news Saturday evening, I found myself identifying with his family and the struggle they now face. A few short years ago, my sister and I sat where they are. We lost my mother after many surgeries and an agonizing cycle of recovery and disappointment we found ourselves without someone we love, who we couldn't imagine life without. We were listing in a sea of anguish, craving a moment to steady ourselves and find some moment of peace to grieve. But death is not kind, nor is the system of responsibilities that come immediately after. There are a million decisions to make, forms to fill out, calls to make, fights with insurance companies, meetings with funeral professionals, forced smiles. There's hospital bills and burial costs. There's pain and oceans of tears that color the whole world as you try to bear up and do what needs done. It's surreal and it's traumatic in its own way- forcing you to deal with death without having the span of two breaths to deal with the loss.
I was surprised how hard Sean's passing hit me and how much pain it brought rushing back. I think his mother's strength, her posts and thankfulness reminded me of my own mom and it opened up the wounds of her loss that simply have never healed. But my feelings, my experiences when we lost her are not unique. We've all been there, or we'll all be there.
It's not within mine or anyone else's ability to undo the pain and loss Sean's family is feeling right now. But we can still help. There has been a tremendous, inspiring outpouring of kindness and generosity in supporting Sean's GoFund
me for his surgeries and recovery. All I ask is this- please don't stop. If you were thinking about helping, please do so. We can still help Sean by making sure his family has a few less bills to worry about, a few less worries about how to lay their loved one to rest.
If you can, please, help. But it's not a competition, if you can give a dollar, give a dollar. If you can let others know about Sean's fundraising page, do that. Whatever you can do to ease the Rey family's burden, however large or small, the effort is not wasted.
Something else I want to mention- this isn't just about My Little Pony or fandoms. This is about being human and about being there to do what we can for someone in need. It was Sean's love of a cartoon that brought his plight to our attention, but don't forget that it was his plight that spoke to our hearts. Don't confuse the desire to do good in the world and make a difference with the obligations of following a cartoon or being a fan. There is a connection, but they are not the same thing.
Someday- maybe soon, hopefully far longer, we will all face the agony of loss. We'll all find ourselves adrift, feeling lost and alone when we most need stability and fellowship. A hand reaching out, a dollar donated, a word of kindness can make all the difference in the world.
Thank you for taking the time to read, thanks for keeping Sean and his family in your thoughts.
Here's the link to Sean's GoFundMe page.