My lady --- Missing you

LaRessa Jean Seastrunk
December 13, 1978 to October 10, 2009


LaRessa Jean Seastrunk, 30, of Locust Street, Providence, succumbed to breast cancer Saturday, October 10 th , at Hospice Care of RI.

Born in Providence, the daughter of LaJune (Belcher) Banjo-Gadson of Lancaster, CA and Clinton Seastrunk Sr. and Maria Annette (Green) Seastrunk of Providence .

LaRessa received her Bachelor's of Science in Social Work from Tennessee State University. Upon graduation she worked as a program supervisor at The Work Family Connection Inc., Oldwick, NJ. Then she took positions as a Family Service Specialist and Litigation Specialist at The Division of Youth & Family Services, Flemington, NJ.

After relocating to Providence, LaRessa worked as a social work coordinator at the Jane Brown Inpatient Psychiatry Unit of Rhode Island Hospital. And lastly she worked as a social worker for the American Cancer Society, Boston, MA.

Besides her parents, she is survived by son, Jon Alston Jr. of Potomac, MD, brothers, Clinton Seastrunk Jr. and LaMarr Trisvan, both of Providence, and sisters, LaShon Beamon of Potomac, MD and LaChell Trisvan of Cranford, NJ.

Funeral 11am Saturday at Holy Cross Church Of God In Church United , 1014 Broad Street, Providence. Burial will be in Swan Point Cemetery, Providence. Viewing 7-9pm Friday in Bright Funeral Home, 290 Public Street, Providence. In lieu of flowers send donations to ­­­­Jon Alston Jr. Bank of America Acct: 226002504647.

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"For Those Who Care"

Soul --- Less

Though it feel as if a part of my soul has been resurrected, I have no choice but to continue believing that the pain will lessen in time. A part of my soul feels empty; silence enters in where words lived -- words of engorgement words of hope, words of support that strengthened me. Void has crept where there was fullness of life, detracting from what once was. When I find rest I can say where I am weak, He is strong and it is less death to the soul and more strength. In time.

Day by Day

Strengthened Spiritually

"LaRessa would want you to take care of yourself. She would also want everyone to be at peace knowing that she is in a better place. A place where there is no more tears, no more pain, and no more sorrow. She left us LJ to love and cherish in her memory. We must keep up our strength for this darling little boy. LaRessa fought the good fight of faith and ran the race with endurance. She is now resting in the bosom of her Savior and Lord Jesus Christ."

Cheryl Albright

When I need it most, it comes from the depths of many souls. Souls who know best. Souls who are at places where they not only empathize but understand because they too are facing a severe loss. With every loss, however, comes gain. I can truly say I have gained such a great deal of strength from my lovely friend, LaRessa. I looked her in her eyes so many times and told her within the last few weeks that I loved her so much; that she has no idea how much she has inspired me; that she is special. I feel strengthened because I know what I had before this and what I have now. I have a friend in heaven, one whose since of love, support and spiritual dominion over my life has increased the minute she ascended to the higher place in heaven. She has risen to not just my friend, or playing the role of an older sister, but to now my angel with wings that fly higher than any circumstance I am facing; that encourages me out of the pain she was in with total victory in the spiritual realm of which I need and gleam toward everyday.

Perspective

Soul Inspired

Inspiration that Moves my Soul
One step at a time. As my favorite uncle said to me the other day, "Niece, don't look at the whole picture, take small steps and try not to stress." Much younger than my wise uncle but as in tuned, Mr. Fernandez, my caring neighbor shared with me a simple analogy, "when you make an apple pie, what do you do? You mix all the ingredients, right? And when its done you eat one slice at a time." Seconds after the revelation struck...i realized that looking at the entire circumstance at one glace is like eating an entire pie in one sitting. It is not digestible -- nor feasible, nor healthy, nor productive. It is a fact that a baby takes one step at a time, while learning to walk; animals know when to hunt and gather innately and when to rest. So, why is it us humans often take too many steps forward into what can not be managed or solved instantaneously. That answer to that is unknown but what I am learning more and more is to lean not on my own understanding, but to trust in the spirit that has been given unto me. The spirit of creativity: of strength: the spirit of movement. I know that it is necessary to breath in sometimes and like my cousin said, clock in and clock out, do what I can in the hours that I can (much like any job) and then sign out. I reflect from the Randolph Public Library after a really peace filled day, working simultaneously on my third job. I will not stop, Neil Lee. I will keep going and writing while taking this journey, thanking each of you for your living inspiration that moves my very soul.
With love,

Sash