My Heart is So Broken for The Schlatter Family

My Heart is So Broken for The Schlatter Family

My heart is so broken for the Schlatter family. There are simply no words that feel adequate when someone so deeply cherished is taken too soon, leaving behind a trail of shattered hearts, unanswered questions, and aching silence. The grief that surrounds this loss is immeasurable, and my soul aches for Heather and the entire Schlatter family as they navigate this agonizing chapter of life.

He was everything to Heather—her partner, her rock, her superman. The love he gave her was the kind of love that lit up a room, that inspired hope and security in those who saw them together. It was the kind of connection that gave you goosebumps—not because it was loud or showy, but because it was real. Genuine. Undeniable. You could see the happiness radiating from her when she was with him. Her eyes sparkled differently, her smile was brighter, her world felt steadier. And for those of us who love Heather, that brought us so much joy. Because when someone brings that kind of peace and happiness to someone we hold dear, we cherish them too.

He was her person—the one she could always count on. The one who made her laugh even on the hardest days, who believed in her, lifted her up, and held space for her soul in a world that too often feels chaotic. He showed up. He listened. He loved fiercely. And that kind of love is rare and sacred.

To see Heather in pain, to see this beautiful family gripped by such unbearable sorrow, is devastating. Our hearts feel heavy, our minds keep asking “why,” and our only refuge seems to be in the shared love and support we can offer one another. In moments like these, we are reminded that community matters more than ever. That even when we can’t fix the pain, we can sit with it. We can wrap each other in compassion. We can help carry even the smallest weight of this grief so that the ones hurting don’t have to bear it all alone.

So to everyone reading this—if you’ve ever known the power of love, of loss, of hope—please consider offering your support in whatever way you can. Whether that’s through a message, a meal, a shared memory, a quiet prayer, or a contribution to help ease the burden they now carry—every act of love matters. Every ounce of support helps carry them through this unimaginable time.

To Heather, to Ray, and to the entire Schlatter family: you are not alone. We see your pain. We honor your love. And we grieve with you. May you find strength in the arms of those who love you, and may his memory forever be a blessing, a light, and a source of warmth in the cold days ahead.

With love, prayers, and deepest condolences—