Patricia Anne Ryan
Patricia Anne Ryan (nee Clarke) passed away peacefully on March 19, 2014 at her home, surrounded by her loving family.
Beloved wife of the late Donald P. Ryan; loving mother of Dan (Audrey), Richard (Chris), Tim, Tom and the late John Ryan; dear “Re” of Tricia (Mike) Boschert, John Ryan and Megan Ryan; proud “GiGi” of Sam Boschert; treasured sister of Joan (Tom) Church, Ceil McNiff, the late Ellen Berwin, Mary Shaughnessy, Jim, Joe and Marty Clarke; our dear aunt, great-aunt and friend.
The family would like to give a heartfelt thanks to the entire SSM Hospice Team, with special recognition to Teresa and Beverly for the extra tender loving care given to Pat.
Services: A Memorial Mass will be held on Saturday, March 29, 2014 at 10:30 am at St. Richards Catholic Church, 11211 Schuetz Rd. Calvary Cemetery interment private. In lieu of flowers, donations to SSM Hospice appreciated.
Tom,
Know that your mom lives on in you and in your memories of her. She is always there with you.
And your “team” is here for you too.
love ya …
You all are an amazing family. I am a better person for having known your mom. She will always have a special place in my heart. Thank you for being so welcoming and kind. My thoughts and prayers to you all.
Tommy, You & your family are in my thoughts. May you have peace.
Love Jo
Pops and Audrey,
The boys and I are very sorry to hear about your loss. She was a wonderful woman who will truly be missed. Our thoughts and prayers are with you during your time of sorrow.
Love,
Tammie, Cody, Jake, Nick and Connor
My heart and thoughts are with you all at this difficult time. Pat’s spirit will remain in your hearts and live on through all of you….
My deepest sympathy to all.
Danny,
I am very sorry to hear of the passing of your Mother. Thoughts and prayers are with you and your family during this difficult time.
“Those we love and lose are always connected by heartstrings into infinity”
Love,
Kim
Your mother is always with you. she is the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street.she is the smell of certain foods you remember,flowers you pick. the fragrance of life itself.she is a cool hand on your brow when your not feeling well.Your Mother lives inside your laughter.she’s the place you come from,your first home, shes the map you follow with every step you take.your first love, your first friend and even your first enemy.but nothing on earth can separate you,not time,not space…not even death. Tommy I’m praying for comfort for you and your family in your time of sorrow Love you.