Celebrating Jay

This weekend I drove four hours to a small town called Palm Bay Florida to be with Jay’s second family the Nahass.  Jay spent the summer before his accident with this extended family.  It was the happiest I had ever seen him.  The most beautiful peaceful pictures of Jay were taken when he was in Florida with them; you could see in his eyes that all was well with his soul.

So months ago, we planned on a celebration for our Jay in Florida.  All the way from Connecticut, I drove with some of Jay’s ashes safety tucked into my car.  The plan was to take Jay’s ashes to the beach that he loved so much and where the happy pictures of him were taken.  I love the message that Brian posted on Saturday; it says it all.  

“Today my dear friend we ride together again for one last ride to set your ashes to the wind and rest your soul in a place you were so very happy. Miss you brother.”

Safely tucking Jay’s ashes into the Harley along with Jay’s shirt (he is wearing in the picture); we rode in honor of Jay to the beach.  With heavy hearts and many tears we listened to Aaron Lewis, Jay's favorite musician.  Brandy – their children Zach and Morgan followed; we had our own little entourage

When we arrived at the beach; the majesty took my breath away and I understood why Jay loved it so much there.  Morgan and Zach at the water’s edge sent Jay’s ashes to the wind; I just knew Jay was smiling down on all of us.            

                                                               

                                                                                                              

The most beautiful gift that this family gave me this weekend was the memories.  They are not afraid to talk about Jay for fear of upsetting me.  They laughed – told me stories and said his name over and over again; music to a grieving Mother’s heart.  I adore this family for they continue to love my Jay; they loved him unconditionally when he was physically here and they continue to love him unconditionally in spirit.

As I drove to Palm Bay yesterday, I looked for signs from Jay; specifically campers that say’s “Jay’s Feather.” I guess I wanted to know that he was happy with what I was doing.  But to no avail did I see one.  Leaving Palm Bay today; heading up the ramp to Hwy. 95, I  whisper “I hope my son that I made you smile.”   A camper with the words “Jay’s Feather” immediately passed me – now I was smiling!!!!!