"Some people do not have to search, for they find their niche easily in life and rest there seemingly contented and resigned. At times, I envy them, but usually I do not understnad..and seldom do they understnad me. I am on of the searches. There are, I believe, millionsof us. We are not unhappy, but n neither are we completely content. We continue to explore life, hoping to uncover its ultimate secret. We continue to explore ourselves hoping to understand. We like to walk along the beach, we are drawn by the ocean, taken by its power and unceasing motion, its mystery and unspeakable beauty. We like forests, mountains, deserts, hiddern rivers, and lovely cities as well. Our sadness is as much a part of our lives as our laughter; to share our sadness with the ones we love is perhaps as great a joy as we know. Unless it is to share our laughter. We searchers are ambitious but only for life itself and anything beautiful it can provide. Most of all, we want to love and be loved, to live in a relationship that will not impede our wanderings and prevail our search. We do not want to prove ourselves to others or compete for love. This passage is for wanderers, dreamers, and lovers who dare to ask of life, everything which is good and beautiful." ~Found in the door of a deserted store in Colorado

Friday, July 3, 2009

You Raise Me Up

I have attempted this post several times now, but I have struggled to find the appropriate and deserving words to describe the loss Jay has recently had. His Mom, Marsha passed away June 5th. I was fortunate enough to have met her once while she was visiting Jay in Jackson. She is one of the sweetest, friendliest, loving, kind, smart women I have ever met. I feel like I learned even more about her after she passed away because each person I met while in town shared many sweet stories and memories of her. She really had a huge heart and was loved by many, many people. She loved her children so much and beamed with pride for them. Jay is who he is because of his Mom and he loved her very much.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up... To more than I can be.
~Josh Groban

The champagne toast in honor of his Mom, Marsha.

Most of his family. They are a huge, loving family!

Jay's aunt Margy, me, and Jay.

1 comment:

Meeshin' Around said...

Hey Rach - what a sweet tribute to Jay's Mom. And as a side-note - you look beautiful! Love you!