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David Anthony Kotas Obituary

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David Anthony Kotas

Chicago, Illinois

April 11, 1980 - May 6, 2024

David Anthony Kotas Obituary

Today is Dave’s day. He would like that. He was never happier than when
surrounded by friends and family and so we will make this his most special time,
honoring his life, standing in awe at his heart, his focus, his tenacity, his
generosity and his wonder, and breathing together the sighs of sadness that he is
gone and joyful memories of being a part of his life.
When someone so young is gone too soon, we all have to catch our breath, focus
on the memories of what was, acknowledge what could have been, and find small
moments of gratitude for the time you had with him.

Washington Irving said “There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of
weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues.
They are messengers of overwhelming grief...and unspeakable love.”

His story began, like most of us. Warm, protected and held tightly in our mother’s
arms. Dave was a little dumpling, chubby and cuddly. Snuggling up against his
mom like a tiny Michelin man. He was the first born, and protective of his
sibilings from the start. Helping with diapers and bottles. Teaching John how to
ride a bike and Michelle how to tie her shoes. He was a proud and loving big
brother and took that energy outside of the house into the neighborhood.
Welcoming other kids to play and brave enough to introduce himself to adults
and invite them as well.
Any parent will tell you that our personalities are with us from an early age.
Dave’s curiosity and creativity were apparent from the start; and he loved sharing
it with the people he loved. Weather it was a song, a movie, a book a piece of art
or and idea. Simply put, Dave loved to loved. Because what is love? If its not
sharing, teaching, protecting, and giving.

Artist’s see the world differently than many of use. They can see the painting
before it’s started. They see the sculpture or the usable object hidden inside
while the rest of us see a lump of clay. To be an artist you need a mind that
solves problems and puzzles, you need to be open to new ideas and ways of
thinking. But you also need discipline, confidence, and meticulous hard work. It’s
hard to make something out of nothing. It takes years to acquire and accumulate
the skills to be able to create. Learning something new is hard. No one has ever
picked up an instrument and writen a symphony the first day. It takes discipline
to keep trying and trying and trying, over and over again until you get it right. If
your sloppy, if your not attentive to details, you can’t recreate what you’ve done
before; weither it’s a piece of art or a line of code.

Our most difficult task as a friend is to offer understanding when we don’t
understand. ~Robert Brault
And so, we stand here in disbelief. This was a special and talented guy. He had a
great family, and Partner: the love of his life, an entire constellation of friends and
a whole future ahead of him.
A life is not to be judged by the final page in the story. Instead we must look at
the entirety of a live lived to the max, a life of intentionality and purpose and love,
a star that burned so bright it just couldn’t be sustained and know that even
though the time was not near long enough, the memories will last the rest of your
lives. You can be glad that Dave, your son, your brother, your love, your friend is
at peace and out of the darkness now.

Left behind are you, Dave’s ambassadors and representatives of his legacy. I
encourage you to Share your stories with Phill, Monica, Gina and the rest of the
family during the reception right after our time together here. Remember each
other during the holidays and anniversaries as his absence will feel especially
large during those times. The journey of grief is long and no one should have to
walk it alone. Your phone calls, your emails, your texts and your letters will
comfort and sustain each other in the days, weeks and months to come as they
try to make sense of a world that no longer contains Dave.

Be an amazing and constant friend, go have a beer in his honor, find the fun and
adventure and creativity in life, do your very best in all of your endeavors, watch
out for those who cannot take care of themselves and be completely invested in
your family and your life.
Accept your tears and expressions of loss. Accept the angels in human form who
come along with a word, a hug or a memory to share. And never be afraid to love,
to laugh or to share.

To share a memory or send a condolence gift, please visit the Official Obituary of David Anthony Kotas hosted by Christian Funeral Home.

Today is Dave’s day. He would like that. He was never happier than when
surrounded by friends and family and so we will make this his most special time,
honoring his life, standing in awe at his heart, his focus, his tenacity, his
generosity and his wonder, and breathing together the sighs of sadness that he is
gone and joyful memories of being a part of his life.
When someone so young is gone too soon, we all have to catch our breath, focus
on the memories of what was, acknowledge what could have been, and find small
moments of gratitude for the time you had with him.

Washington Irving said “There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of
weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues.
They are messengers of overwhelming grief...and unspeakable love.”

His story began, like most of us. Warm, protected and held tightly in our mother’s
arms. Dave was a little dumpling, chubby and cuddly. Snuggling up against his
mom like a tiny Michelin man. He was the first born, and protective of his
sibilings from the start. Helping with diapers and bottles. Teaching John how to
ride a bike and Michelle how to tie her shoes. He was a proud and loving big
brother and took that energy outside of the house into the neighborhood.
Welcoming other kids to play and brave enough to introduce himself to adults
and invite them as well.
Any parent will tell you that our personalities are with us from an early age.
Dave’s curiosity and creativity were apparent from the start; and he loved sharing
it with the people he loved. Weather it was a song, a movie, a book a piece of art
or and idea. Simply put, Dave loved to loved. Because what is love? If its not
sharing, teaching, protecting, and giving.

Artist’s see the world differently than many of use. They can see the painting
before it’s started. They see the sculpture or the usable object hidden inside
while the rest of us see a lump of clay. To be an artist you need a mind that
solves problems and puzzles, you need to be open to new ideas and ways of
thinking. But you also need discipline, confidence, and meticulous hard work. It’s
hard to make something out of nothing. It takes years to acquire and accumulate
the skills to be able to create. Learning something new is hard. No one has ever
picked up an instrument and writen a symphony the first day. It takes discipline
to keep trying and trying and trying, over and over again until you get it right. If
your sloppy, if your not attentive to details, you can’t recreate what you’ve done
before; weither it’s a piece of art or a line of code.

Our most difficult task as a friend is to offer understanding when we don’t
understand. ~Robert Brault
And so, we stand here in disbelief. This was a special and talented guy. He had a
great family, and Partner: the love of his life, an entire constellation of friends and
a whole future ahead of him.
A life is not to be judged by the final page in the story. Instead we must look at
the entirety of a live lived to the max, a life of intentionality and purpose and love,
a star that burned so bright it just couldn’t be sustained and know that even
though the time was not near long enough, the memories will last the rest of your
lives. You can be glad that Dave, your son, your brother, your love, your friend is
at peace and out of the darkness now.

Left behind are you, Dave’s ambassadors and representatives of his legacy. I
encourage you to Share your stories with Phill, Monica, Gina and the rest of the
family during the reception right after our time together here. Remember each
other during the holidays and anniversaries as his absence will feel especially
large during those times. The journey of grief is long and no one should have to
walk it alone. Your phone calls, your emails, your texts and your letters will
comfort and sustain each other in the days, weeks and months to come as they
try to make sense of a world that no longer contains Dave.

Be an amazing and constant friend, go have a beer in his honor, find the fun and
adventure and creativity in life, do your very best in all of your endeavors, watch
out for those who cannot take care of themselves and be completely invested in
your family and your life.
Accept your tears and expressions of loss. Accept the angels in human form who
come along with a word, a hug or a memory to share. And never be afraid to love,
to laugh or to share.

To share a memory or send a condolence gift, please visit the Official Obituary of David Anthony Kotas hosted by Christian Funeral Home.

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