Birth date: Aug 16, 1984 Death date: Mar 16, 2025
With heavy hearts, we share the passing of Timothy Ryan Seymour, who left this world March 16, 2025, in Tallahassee, Fl, after a courageous battle with cancer. Born August 16th, 1984, in Fort Myers, Fl, Ryan was a bright light in Read Obituary
hey i’m sorry for yall lost this kk I was at work, and Monisha told me what happened I broke down. Ryan was truly an angel. I met him through her. Also I’m really hurt that I could not say my goodbyes to him. Ryan was like a brother to me. My heart is broken. I would love to donate call me 850-756-0772
Some of my fondest memories with my brother were spent in front of the TV, watching wrestling and getting completely lost in the larger-than-life world of our favorite superstars. We cheered, we booed, and we reenacted every moment like we were in the ring ourselves.
Shawn Michaels’ Sweet Chin Music had us leaping off couches, trying to perfect the move. Goldust’s eccentricity made us laugh and imitate his every move. We strutted around the house like Ric Flair, “Woooo!” echoing through the halls. When Stone Cold Steve Austin cracked open a beer on TV, we smashed soda cans together, feeling like rebels. The Ultimate Warrior’s energy had us running wild, shaking the imaginary ropes. Vader’s Time made us want to be the biggest and baddest, while The Undertaker’s eerie entrance had us perfecting the slow, chilling stare. And Chyna—strong, fearless, and groundbreaking—was always one of Ryan’s favorites, proving that anyone could dominate the ring.
We weren’t just watching wrestling; we were living it in our own way. Those matches, those moments, those memories—they weren’t just about the action; they were about us, the bond we shared, the joy of pretending, and the laughter that filled the room.
Though my brother is gone, those memories will never fade. I’ll always hear the echoes of our voices, the cheers, the Wooooos, the laughter. And every time I watch wrestling, I know he’s right there with me, just like always.
I love you so much Ryan and will miss you dearly. Rest easy, brother. The main event is waiting for you.
John 14:2-3:
"In my Father's house are many rooms. If it were not so, I would have told you. I am going there to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am.”
As Timothy Ryan's Mother this is a bit unconventional, then again, so was Ryan.
Born weighing 9 lbs. 12 3/4 ounces he was a big and beautiful baby.
As a toddler Ryan was always interested in what made things tick. He was fascinated by lamps. Turning the lamps on and off from the light to the dark. To get a closer look, he would pull the lampshade down. So we replaced the lampshade. He pulled down the shade again, After this I said "ok, no more shades. So we lived with lit lamps with no shades!
He was clever, creative, full of mischief and SO much fun!
To say he will be missed is an understatement.
I know I will never be the same and I will love and miss him forever. He was my joy.
I will love you forever Ryan and I will always keep you with me. Forever.
