There Are No Coincidence \"It\'s God Remaining Anonymous\"

Six years before Ryan died, we left his father and I forgot to take our family pictures with us, it was making me sad that I didn’t  have them, several times I  ask Ryan to ask his father if he would find the pictures, his father was so angry at me that he  said “ I don’t know where they are “, So as time went on I had a sick feeling inside me, that he may of thrown them out by mistake, Now Ryan dies, six years later, we had to plan his funeral, the funeral director asked me where  I wanted to scatter his ashes,” well I said, we loved the ocean, let’s do it down to the beach,” Then he wanted to know what part of the beach, he said the beach Street numbers  start from 1 thru 19, so I said how about across from 15th Street, cause he died on the 15th  of April  2006, So  that day we all gathered around 15th Street  standing at the sea wall overlooking the ocean. The funeral  director  show’s  up with a box with Ryan’s  ashes in it, my heart was broken to know his beautiful body was  gone, but with all the support from family and friends helped me get through it, now we  noticed there wasn’t  a stairway across from 15th Street, to get down onto the beach, the  funeral director looked  over at 17th Street, than over to 16th  Street, he decided to go to 16th Street, so we all followed him, we all walked down the stairs onto the beach, and Ryan’s Girlfriend Sarah said “ OH  MY GOD “,  Kelly look behind you “ I turned around and looked at the sea wall, in big letters there was  Ryan’s initials spray painted , with bright neon pink lettering,  (RSR  - ONLY THE GOOD DIE YOUNG – REST IN PEACE – I LOVE YOU   PROMISE   (- 8-8-87   to   4-15-06) Sarah said her girlfriend and her went down a couple nights before, and spray painted it, and she didn’t know that would be the spot of his scattering.  So we had the scattering, it really was a peaceful feeling, believe it or not, now we go home, I asked Ryan’s father if he would please find our family pictures, he called me that same day, and said he found them,  he would be right over with them. When he got here we sat down to look at them, I came across this picture of Ryan (5yrs old) and Erica (1yr old).  They were sitting on a square rock, at the beach, behind them was the beach wall, above the wall, I could only see the roof of a house, I said “OH MY GOD, I wonder if this is where the scattering was”?  So the next day I took that picture down to the beach to see if the picture was taken in the same spot of the scattering, all the houses were all pretty much renovated, it had  been 14 yrs. since the picture was taken, all of a sudden I saw this house that wasn’t done over, I stopped the car, looked at the picture, it was the same exacted original  house, the roof was identical to the picture, I looked down at the Street number, I said “OH MY GOD” it was 16th Street.  Now we were suppose to scatter him across from 15th Street, the funeral director pick 16th Street instead, because there was no opening across from 15th Street, Ryan’s girlfriend spray painted the writing on the sea wall, and I found the picture  from 14yrs  ago,  in the same spot that we had  Ryan’s scattering.  It is a Coincidence  that I’ll never forget.