Brian D. Bishop

It's been one month today that you went away. Emotions are strong today. Yesterday every time the phone rang I expected it to be you calling to wish me Happy Mother's Day as you always did. Your presence was with me and the tears flooded my day more than usual. Eventually the pain will lessen and the memory will be tolerable but for now it is a depth of pain to hard to bear. I miss you greatly my son. There is a hollow void in my world nothing can fill at this time. This too shall pass,...

Brian was predeceased by his sister Cheryl Bishop Lewis on October 22, 2007, his father Charles Bishop, his grandmother Meta Cromer and grandparents Stanley and Olive Bishop.

Survivors include his sister Catherine (Cathy) Wilkinson, mother Bobbie Bishop, stepfather Philip Humes and grieving friend Patrick Martinez.

Brian and the loved ones who’ve passed are free from life’s constraints. Those left behind wait for the pain and loss to fade. Be brave survivor’s as we await our...

I’M FREE
Don’t grieve too long for now I’m free
I’m following the path God set for me
I ran to Him when I heard His call
I closed my eyes and left it all.
I could not stay another day
To talk, to love, to laugh, to play
Thoughts unsaid must stay that way
I found such peace it made my day,
My parting has left you with a void
So fill it with your remembered joy
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss
Oh yes, these things I too shall miss.
Be not burdened...

On looking through your papers and cards, a note from your grand-parents reads: "Brian, please come to the party. It won't start without you." So party on my son! Mom

He Is Just Away
You cannot say, you must not say
That Brian is dead. He is just away!
With a cheery smile
and a wave of the hand
He has wandered into
an unknown land
And left us dreaming how very fair
it needs must be, since he lingers there;
So think of him faring on, as dear
In the love of There
as in the love of Here,
Think of him still as the same, and say
Brian is not dead he is just away.

To my friend Brian: It has been said “Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and proclaiming, Wow, what a ride!!!” You, my brother, have accomplished that ride. You’ll be in my thoughts when the weather is cold and I’ll remember you when I get to Montana.
Your friend Patrick Martinez

Goodbye my son. Your time on earth was too short. Until my dying breath you will be remembered and always loved. The peace you looked for is now yours. Your pain is gone and mine has just begun. Say hello to your sister Cheryl on the other side of the Rainbow Bridge. I will see you again when it is my time to cross the bridge. Love, Mom

Our thoughts are with the family and friends at this time.