Patricia Wynelle Macias

Celebration of Life

This is a love letter….to let you know that I am floating away on the breeze.  If you feel a gentle caress on your cheek, it’s me.  Don’t brush the kiss away.  This is not a sad time.  In fact, it’s an opportunity to say “Thank You” for all you have contributed to my life; for each one of you have made me strong & made me feel loved and alive with your visits, calls, texts, etc.  Your caring has been monumental to me.  Something I never felt I deserved.  My insecurities have gone away and left me with a warm and grateful heart.

 I was born to Othel E. Sullivan (Mississippi) and Mina Wilcox (Newfoundland) as were my twin, Wayne and sister, Jeanette.  We traveled the world-over in our youth; from Newfoundland, to Mississippi, to Europe to Utah –WOW!  The culture of all that.  Later, I married a few too many times, until one ordinary day at work, a young man looked at me and stayed for the rest of my life.  I never expected an ordinary day to be so significant, but isn’t that the way of ordinary days?  I have loved animals, books, music, fashion, cooking, gardening, decorating, swimming, spending sprees and quarreling, the smell after a summer rain and the silence and sparkle of new fallen snow.

 I have loved my chosen career and the opportunities given to me by people like Jim Wines, Lynn Rainey, Christine Waters, Dr. Brett Nevell, and Hal Rosen, CPA.  The relationships we had, the creativity we brought to our tasks and all the good things we accomplished together, remain meaningful to me.

 The friendships that were acquired over the years remain the utmost in my heart:  My friends gave me confidence in myself and will always have my love and respect.  For over ten years “The Girls” and our outrageous birthday parties was only topped with a trip on my fiftieth birthday to the Caribbean.  My dear sister-in-law, Eva (we always feel like we are more alike than not).  My dear friends, Patty Cater and Carol Stringfellow who left me to go on their own journey before me; And my dear friend Joyce Morgan who makes me think that the word “friend” is so inadequate.  What would I do without you?

 I have loved my Aunt Barbara who has the heartiest laugh of anyone I know and it never fails to make me laugh with you.

 I have loved my dear nieces.  Sommer Anne; swimming, cooking on the grill, and playing in GG’s backyard are wonderful memories for me.  You were a big part of my life when you were growing up and since have shared many memories with me with all your wonderful children as well.  Lisa Kay: My dearest and most precious child………through all our Vegas & Wendover trips, a variety of books and different genre of music….all of which have enriched my soul.  There’s not a childhood memory from the day you were born that doesn’t grab hold of me and make me smile.

 I have loved my precious grandchildren, 11 now that “little Ian: is here and three great grandchildren.  You have filled my life with joy and meaning.  To those with whom I spent my time (you know who you are) I want you to know that you didn’t realize how much.  Please know it now and pass it on to each other.  Be forgiving, impractical and generous, touch a stranger’s hand, be surprised and unpredictable and hug more often!

 I have loved my son Vince (Lupe), through all our marathon DVD watching, eating and laughing.  I’ve also loved my beautiful daughters, Cori and Cindy although I feel we never had a chance.  The love for you all is so tremendous that I can’t explain how deep it really is.  I was too young when I had you and did not realize all of the perils that there are in life.  For this I am sorry.

 I have loved my two daughters, Jacqueline and Anabel.  When I married you’re father you came and made our house a real home.  I can’t express how much you have filled the void that was left in my heart.  You are the essence of our family.

 But most importantly, my husband.  Luis loves me and I have loved him.  Thank you my baby, for holding me, protecting me, touching me and honoring me with your days and nights.  All of you please put your arms firmly around him and comfort him in the days and weeks when he will be left alone.

 There will be no traditional “Bon Voyage”.  On that day just raise a glass to me and to this wonderful and delicious life.  It was so very, very, lovely indeed.