ANTHONY ROY

Anthony Roy was a soul who carried a quiet strength, a light that flickered through his struggles but never went out. He was a bright young man with a heart that beat fiercely for the ones he loved, someone who fought through pain and still found moments to give joy to those around him.

His mother’s words speak volumes about the depth of his journey:
“My son Anthony was a very bright young man, who lost his way. He, up until the last year of his untimely passing, had suffered a lot of pain. It took him awhile to finally find the road to gearing off his addiction, but he definitely was getting there. He was greatly loved and will truly be missed by all who loved him. He enjoyed spending time with his family and his nieces.

A huge part of me died when he left, but I know he would want those he loved dearly to live each moment for him. I feel his presence all around. So, I am a strong believer as to the ones we love, are at peace now, and Heaven has gained our angels, and we shall be reunited with loved ones again when we too shall pass.”

Anthony’s life was not defined by his struggles, but by his love and determination. He was a family man at heart, most content when surrounded by his loved ones. He cherished time spent with his nieces, their laughter filling the spaces where his heart could find peace. Those moments were his refuge, his reminder of what truly mattered in a world that could be unkind.

Though his journey was cut short, Anthony was finding his way back to himself. He was stepping onto a path of healing, his courage a testament to the strength that so often goes unseen. His family now carries forward that strength, honoring him by living each day with the love and joy he would have wanted for them.

Anthony’s presence lingers in the quiet moments—in the laughter of his nieces, in the warmth of family gatherings, and in the stillness of hearts that ache for him. He was loved deeply, and that love remains, unbroken by time or loss.