Birth date: Dec 19, 1957 Death date: Sep 18, 2025
Ellen Reeping, age 67, passed away on September 18, 2025. Ellen was born in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania to Arthur and Yvonne Ronick. She was preceded in death by her parents and daughter Leah Altares. She is survived by her son, Pau Read Obituary
Hello everyone, Elliott here (Ellen's oldest grandson). I have always had positive memories of her since I was born. I used to visit her semi-often with Leah (my blood mom) when i was still living with my parents. when I turned 9, we had to move to her house for a bit due to my parents failing to pay rent. I can still see the gratefullness of my Moms face when Ellen agreed. When we lived there, even though she didn't have legs, Ellen still succeeded to take care of me all the way through until I was moved to Sara's home (my now adoptive mom.) Even then, I still tried my best to see her as often as i can, and as long as I can (I once stayed with her for over a week). I can still remember her old house like i lived there for all my life. When she moved into her apartment, I swear she decerated it as closely as her old home (her room looked identical how the heck). When I heard that her condition got worse, I immediately visited her as fast as i can, helping her with everything she needed (dishes, lawndry, cleaning up). Sadly though, she couldn't make it. I said goodbye to her on September 17th, 2025, holding hands for the last time. I still miss her grately, denying that she is gone. But... I still have all of the happy memories we made together in my head, and that compses me at least for now.
Thank you Nunnie, for trying your best to take care of me when times were rough.
Best regards, Elliott.
I will always remember Ellen as fun and happy. I have known her my whole life as she lived down the street from our family. We connected again in our later years and she was godmother to my youngest son. I hope she is at peace now.
Light, rhythm, laughter, and love. You will be missed.
While I never had the pleasure of meeting Ellen personally, I have the privilege and honor of calling her son, Paul, a dear friend. Paul is a thoughtful, compassionate, and community-oriented person who undoubtedly carries and compounds Ellen's legacy of care and love in all the spaces he inhabits. Though my path never directly crossed with Ellen, I am grateful to know her through knowing the friendship and love of Paul. Rest easy, Ellen.
