Seanjay Ramanand Sharma
February 8, 1985 — June 15, 2022
Seanjay Ramanand Sharma
February 8, 1985 — June 15, 2022
Seanjay Ramanand Sharma
It was impossible to miss Seanjay Ramanand Sharma when he entered the room. His large frame couldn't be denied but his relaxed movements made his presence comforting rather than imposing. His eyes were welcoming. He was genuinely glad to see the other people in the room. He was a people person, for sure. An intent listener, he would gesture and nod and offer genuine support to others who were speaking. When he spoke, his voice was strong and pure and commanding but the delivery was smooth and sweet, even mesmerizing. It soothed the soul. It calmed the room. It made people happy. He also possessed one of the most developed assortments of laughs on the planet. Practice makes perfect and his laugh was never far away. Every type of laugh, at least those types that calm the beast in us all. His uplifting laughter weaved effortlessly throughout his soothing conversation, like dolphins frolicking in the breaking waves on a perfect day, which suited his underlying island vibe very well. His presence brought blissful warmth and a refreshing breeze to every room he entered. The afterglow of time spent with him lasted for days or even weeks after.
It would be almost impossible for a stranger in the room not to notice or wonder who this special and unique man was.
Sean was born on February 8th, 1985. He is the son of two exceptional and dedicated parents. His father, Dr. Stan Sharma, was a brilliant scholar, successful businessman, and respected medical provider throughout California and Texas. His mother, Cindy Blanks, was and remains an extremely strong woman, a lifelong educator, and a saint by the standards of all who know her. Both parents worked in the extreme to give Sean all that anyone would ever need to succeed and to get the most out of life. He was a world traveler many, many times over. He was offered every experience and adventure and introduction to history and humanity and culture that any individual could receive. He had already lived ten lifetimes in his short time on the planet.
Sean was and will always remain loved by so many. He loved them back in at least as many ways. He worked hard to be supportive, attending as many life events as possible with countless family and friends throughout the world, no matter how grueling or difficult the travel or the time constraints might be. He was a great giver of gifts. Thoughtful gifts. Fun gifts. Needed gifts. He was always there to help friends or family or strangers in need. But his positive attitude, positive words of encouragement, and positive spirit were his best gifts by far. His life was blessed with many toys that might make some forget who they are but one of Sean's greatest pleasures was to share his earthly possessions as widely and freely as possible for the benefit and joy of others. A gentle and kind man with a huge heart.
When his father died unexpectedly, Sean was suddenly thrust into an extremely difficult situation that would have buckled lesser men. Sean stepped up to the plate and assumed his father's role as well as his own. He was proficient and well informed in all areas. He acted as a strong voice for quality care at his facilities, mutual respect and consideration for his staff and his patients, demand for high ethical standards, and otherwise worked hard to ensure his father's legacy. He regularly spoke for his business and his industry to legislators, county
officials, and government regulators at every level, often moving the needle with his passion and knowledge.
Even though Sean had become a strong ambassador of peace and good will and caring through his personal and business interests with practically unlimited potential in his life, he recognized that something far more profound was still missing. We all knew that something was different when he reconnected with Devon after dating her earlier in his youth. Devon brought grounding and purpose and goodness to his life. Devon might be the only person on the planet who has never had a bad word uttered about her by even one in-law. Everyone was grateful for her presence in Sean's life. That gratitude turned to exhilaration when Oliver was born. It obviously didn't hurt that looking at Oliver was like looking at Sean in a mirror. Such a beautiful little boy, also with so much potential awaiting him.
It's hard to understand the big picture in times like these. Just as Sean and Devon's transition to family life was just beginning and Oliver was moving out of the baby stage where a mother's early nurturing begins to shift toward a lifetime of father and son playing, suddenly the rug has been pulled out from under the fairy tale. We understand that everything is an unearned gift but this is all so confounding. So, frustrating. So, angering.
On one hand, we can be grateful for our blessings on so many fronts. Small blessings such as Sean's final moments when he was excitedly anticipating being just hours from his road trip with Devon and Oliver. Bigger blessings such as Sean's time on this earth and our time spent with him. Sean's legacy honored through Oliver and so many offering support to lift Devon and Oliver and Cindy and other family members and friends who are badly hurting in this moment.
For everything else, we have to lean on faith. How could goodness and righteousness and purpose have no real meaning? How could it not prevail in a just universe? A world without sense, by definition, makes no sense. We understand the universal concept of religion to help comprehend the big picture, no matter how it manifests or is practiced. Others might instead picture a matrix layer unfolding where Sean might at this moment be standing on the podium with the bells and whistles blasting as his earthly score is announced (obviously with a big smile on his face) knowing that for the rest of us the temporal pain will be replaced with understanding soon enough in the blink of an eye. Others might perceive that all of our moments with Sean, by definition, hold a particular place in space and time and that those moments remain more colorful and eternally alive than we, as imperfect observers, had the capacity to fully absorb as we passed through those moments.
In the meantime, just as the afterglow lasted for days or weeks after spending time with Sean, the afterglow of Sean's presence will easily be felt strongly for the rest of our lives in countless ways. We love you, Seanjay. May God's warm embrace hold you and keep you until we meet again.
In lieu of flowers, you may please donate to Smile Train, https://www.smiletrain.org/
It was impossible to miss Seanjay Ramanand Sharma when he entered the room. His large frame couldn't be denied but his relaxed movements made his presence comforting rather than imposing. His eyes were welcoming. He was genuinely glad to see the other people in the room. He was a people person, for sure. An intent listener, he would gesture and nod and offer genuine support to others who were speaking. When he spoke, his voice was strong and pure and commanding but the delivery was smooth and sweet, even mesmerizing. It soothed the soul. It calmed the room. It made people happy. He also possessed one of the most developed assortments of laughs on the planet. Practice makes perfect and his laugh was never far away. Every type of laugh, at least those types that calm the beast in us all. His uplifting laughter weaved effortlessly throughout his soothing conversation, like dolphins frolicking in the breaking waves on a perfect day, which suited his underlying island vibe very well. His presence brought blissful warmth and a refreshing breeze to every room he entered. The afterglow of time spent with him lasted for days or even weeks after.
It would be almost impossible for a stranger in the room not to notice or wonder who this special and unique man was.
Sean was born on February 8th, 1985. He is the son of two exceptional and dedicated parents. His father, Dr. Stan Sharma, was a brilliant scholar, successful businessman, and respected medical provider throughout California and Texas. His mother, Cindy Blanks, was and remains an extremely strong woman, a lifelong educator, and a saint by the standards of all who know her. Both parents worked in the extreme to give Sean all that anyone would ever need to succeed and to get the most out of life. He was a world traveler many, many times over. He was offered every experience and adventure and introduction to history and humanity and culture that any individual could receive. He had already lived ten lifetimes in his short time on the planet.
Sean was and will always remain loved by so many. He loved them back in at least as many ways. He worked hard to be supportive, attending as many life events as possible with countless family and friends throughout the world, no matter how grueling or difficult the travel or the time constraints might be. He was a great giver of gifts. Thoughtful gifts. Fun gifts. Needed gifts. He was always there to help friends or family or strangers in need. But his positive attitude, positive words of encouragement, and positive spirit were his best gifts by far. His life was blessed with many toys that might make some forget who they are but one of Sean's greatest pleasures was to share his earthly possessions as widely and freely as possible for the benefit and joy of others. A gentle and kind man with a huge heart.
When his father died unexpectedly, Sean was suddenly thrust into an extremely difficult situation that would have buckled lesser men. Sean stepped up to the plate and assumed his father's role as well as his own. He was proficient and well informed in all areas. He acted as a strong voice for quality care at his facilities, mutual respect and consideration for his staff and his patients, demand for high ethical standards, and otherwise worked hard to ensure his father's legacy. He regularly spoke for his business and his industry to legislators, county
officials, and government regulators at every level, often moving the needle with his passion and knowledge.
Even though Sean had become a strong ambassador of peace and good will and caring through his personal and business interests with practically unlimited potential in his life, he recognized that something far more profound was still missing. We all knew that something was different when he reconnected with Devon after dating her earlier in his youth. Devon brought grounding and purpose and goodness to his life. Devon might be the only person on the planet who has never had a bad word uttered about her by even one in-law. Everyone was grateful for her presence in Sean's life. That gratitude turned to exhilaration when Oliver was born. It obviously didn't hurt that looking at Oliver was like looking at Sean in a mirror. Such a beautiful little boy, also with so much potential awaiting him.
It's hard to understand the big picture in times like these. Just as Sean and Devon's transition to family life was just beginning and Oliver was moving out of the baby stage where a mother's early nurturing begins to shift toward a lifetime of father and son playing, suddenly the rug has been pulled out from under the fairy tale. We understand that everything is an unearned gift but this is all so confounding. So, frustrating. So, angering.
On one hand, we can be grateful for our blessings on so many fronts. Small blessings such as Sean's final moments when he was excitedly anticipating being just hours from his road trip with Devon and Oliver. Bigger blessings such as Sean's time on this earth and our time spent with him. Sean's legacy honored through Oliver and so many offering support to lift Devon and Oliver and Cindy and other family members and friends who are badly hurting in this moment.
For everything else, we have to lean on faith. How could goodness and righteousness and purpose have no real meaning? How could it not prevail in a just universe? A world without sense, by definition, makes no sense. We understand the universal concept of religion to help comprehend the big picture, no matter how it manifests or is practiced. Others might instead picture a matrix layer unfolding where Sean might at this moment be standing on the podium with the bells and whistles blasting as his earthly score is announced (obviously with a big smile on his face) knowing that for the rest of us the temporal pain will be replaced with understanding soon enough in the blink of an eye. Others might perceive that all of our moments with Sean, by definition, hold a particular place in space and time and that those moments remain more colorful and eternally alive than we, as imperfect observers, had the capacity to fully absorb as we passed through those moments.
In the meantime, just as the afterglow lasted for days or weeks after spending time with Sean, the afterglow of Sean's presence will easily be felt strongly for the rest of our lives in countless ways. We love you, Seanjay. May God's warm embrace hold you and keep you until we meet again.
In lieu of flowers, you may please donate to Smile Train, https://www.smiletrain.org/
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