Wren you will be missed. Rest in peace.

and cradle it in love. May Wren truly be the person she always was inside and find peace and rest.
My condolences and thoughts are with her family,
Diana

NNNNOOOO!!!!Man I'm going to miss her so much I love her Stories "Wild Magic" & "A Familiar Experience: A DarkRealms Tale" so much & now we will never get to talk to her or read her stories anymore.****Crying****I am going to miss her ssssoooo much!!!!R.I.P. Dear Big Sister,May u come back one day as ur true self.I send my deepest wishes to her family.She was a Great Big Sister & Friend.Sleep Well Big Sister Wren Phoenix,May U Find Peace & Happiness Where U Are Now!?!?!?!?

Signed Ur Little Sister Kagome

Although I didn't know her personally, I always enjoyed her stories and the advice she gave to people was always good. She was thoughtful and insightful, a good soul.

Tears are for those she left behind,
she will be missed by us all.
Joy is for the peace she has found at last,
for her true self is the expression of the inner beauty she displayed.
She is now beyond our reach, but not beyond our thoughts,
she is now in Paradise, living as she aught.

May the Divine Creator* of all that is watch over us all, in this life and the next. May their peace be upon each of us, and all those who loved and cared for her. May they comfort and guide Wren and all who have gone before us. We will join you, each in our own time.

(*I believe the Divine Creator to be the Holy Trinity: Father, Mother/Holy Spirit, and Son/Word made flesh. And nothing in life, nor even death, can separate us from their love.)

I will miss you, Wren Phoenix. I will miss your stories, your advise, and most of all the expression of you.

Mark <3

Hello Everyone,

I am Jessica, I was Wren's best friend. Thank you for all of your kind words, and please forgive me if I refer to Wren as "him" "Ron" or "Bear" ( that was a self bestowed nick name from back when he was in high school, and it stuck with him thru out life )

I am 22 years younger than Bear, but we attended the same college for people with disabilities. I had a bad knee and Bear had problems with diabetes. From the moment I met Bear, we instantly became friends. We would go nights without sleep, just talking away in the Dorm. Ignoring the dorm curfew rules several times, we would sit in each others rooms all night or in the public areas just laughing and joking. Ron had been given the nick name Bear because he was a big guy. 6'3 and husky and when he wrapped his arms around you, it was like getting a hug from a Bear. And it was one of the most comforting, loving, hugs you would ever receive in your life. I think there was only one time he ever raised his voice to me, and that was because I was hysterical about something that my now Ex (his room mate at the time) had done to me. When he got loud, you didn't argue with him, you just kinda looked up at him and blinked. lolol

After months together at school Bear had to have part of his foot amputated thanks to the stupidity of his doctor, and he left for some time, and later returned in a wheel chair and what we called "Moon Boots" because they seriously looked like what you would wear to walk on the moon. That is when I could tell something more was going on with Bear than he would let on. I knew it was more than him not being able to walk as well anymore, I could just see the gears turning as his views on life seemed to become a bit more bleak when he talked. I had thought it was just depression, but it wasn't depression from losing part of his foot.
Over the next year or so he had to have his toes amputated on the other foot, and it was as if the doctors just weren't paying attention enough to what was going on with his feet and legs, so once again, the depression seemed to get stronger, but he never would let on as to what it was. Half a foot and a few toes didn't bother him, he would make jokes, and would laugh about it but like I said it still wasn't what was bothering him. I was his best friend, i could tell these things.

After a few years he met his Wife. I remember Bear calling me at 1am, i thought something was wrong because he never called me at that time of night. He was giddy as a school girl ( no pun intended ) He said that he was engaged! I was like, WTF is wrong with you Ron, what do you mean your engaged! He said he met the most wonderful woman, second most wonderful to me of course ( he made sure to throw that in, cuz that man loved me unconditionally ) then told me he was in love with her in the first 5 minutes, and had asked her to marry him 15 minutes into the date! I was like WHAT!? Are you Effing out of your mind!? ( Part of this was jealousy, not because I wanted him for myself, but because someone was about to get MY Bear full time, and I knew I couldn't do my 3am tipsy drunk phone calls to him anymore ) Over the next few hours he told me everything about her, down to her shoe size lol. He was one hell of a story teller, as you all know. :) Told me how she had 2 biological children and 3 adopted children with her ex husband. I was like, Wow, Insta-family! Bear could never have kids, but he wanted them so bad, and he was about to get 5 kids over night!
The next thing that came out of his mouth kinda shocked me "Jessie, I want you to be my best man" I was like what, you don't want your brother or someone, he goes Nope, your my best friend, I want you there for me, and I gleefully said yes, and was witness at his wedding at the justice of the peace in Grand Rapids Michigan.

Fast forward several years, we hadn't seen each other much, we lived 2.5 hours away from each other, and would talk maybe once every couple months. I didn't want to step on the new wifes toes. Bear had to have several other surgeries, and lost one of his legs up the knee, and the other leg to midcalf. He was feeling less of him self by now, because his body was literally being widdled away, but that still wasn't what was bothering him, i knew there was more than he was letting on.

Then I want to say, about 2 years ago he called me up out of the blue and said he needed to talk to me. I was scared to death something was wrong, that something had happened to the kids, or that he was really really sick this time. but it wasn't anything like that.
He tells me "I need to tell you something, but I'm scared" I then replied with , "why the HELL would you be scared to tell me anything, I'm your best friend" and that's when he told me how he really felt inside. And how much she admired me. ( I'm a heavy set girl who carries her fat well, plus being 6'1 helps, i'm very thick, but i'm completely proportioned ( could use bigger boobs though, always felt I got shafted for my size )) She told me that she wishes she looked like me. She knew she would never be small, but that wanted to be like me. My confidence, my statuesque composure, my fiery red hair. It's how she pictured herself inside, and she hated what she was, she hated the shell of the body she was trapped in. Bear was burley, with a beard, heavy set, and losing limbs at the rate of quarter of a limb at the rate of every 2 years of the last 10. She was scared to tell me because she thought I would look at her differently, and feel differently about her. I asked her if she had told the wife. and She said yes, that the wife actually accepted her too. And that was when I was relieved. And then yelled at her for scaring the hell out of me, making me think she was dying or something. She was relieved that I embraced her. Hell, i was speechless, she pictured herself like me, I was flattered. I know i'm pretty, and I have a way about myself, but to have someone want to look and be like me was an honor, especially her, the person who had been my best friend for at that time 10 years. Then she told me the name that she felt suited her the best. Wren Phoenix. Phoenix had always been my thing, my handle online, I was obsessed with phoenix's and had told her everything I knew about the mythology of the Phoenix. She told me that the name was inspired by me and my stories of the Phoenix. She pictured herself as a beautiful fire engulfed bird being born from the ashes of Ron/Bear. Fire in her wings, and fire in her soul, blazing bright as the sun. Yep, that was Wren, my baby phoenix being reborn.

Over the last 2 years, I have had the pleasure to get to know Wren, and call her my best friend, and love her like a Sister. I loved Bear/Wren like she was a mother, a father, a brother, a sister, a companion. My love for Bear/Wren I will carry in my earthly heart until the day I die and I am reunited with him/her in heaven. I know Bear/Wren is a beautiful Angel, and damn it she has her wings, may not be fire, but hey, that may be what God gave her for being tortured in that body for so long. So I like to think of Wren standing next to me as I type this, firery wings a blazing, saying "jessie look at me, i'm beautiful now" But just like I told her when she was still here, "You are gorgeous, I don't care what you think about yourself, I see YOU, and i love YOU, and all I see is beautiful when I look at you"

I just gave birth to my 2nd child on the 13th by C Section, and was unable to travel. I wish I could have been there when he passed, but his 3 sons were there, his wife was there, and his family was there. I lost a part of me when his wife called me and told me he was gone. and I know that I will be rejoined with that part of me when I get to heaven.

She did not suffer, she was aware of the situation, and communicated her love for her family and friends even though she was unable to talk. I will not get into all of the details, but she did communicate that she was ready to be sent home to be with lost loved ones and God. She went peacefully.

I know several of you said that Wren's stories weren't completed. If anyone would like to send me information on the stories she had been working on, If I wouldn't insult any of you, I would like to try to finish them for Her, I always had a good sense in where she would go with a story, because she thought like me a lot. She always had me proof read and help her with her writings back in the day, in fact I think I have some stories you don't have on this site that I may be able to share with you all. I would be honored to be given the privilege if you all wouldn't mind me doing so and posting them on this site. If anyone would like to contact me my email is [email protected]

Thank you for being so good to my best friend, she really did love and respect you all, and was excited to be able to display her work in such an accepting environment.

Sincerely,
Jessica