My husband, Ray Tye, died as he lived – in peace and with great dignity. I held him in my arms as he took his final breath on this earth and I will hold him in my heart and in my memories forever. He will carry me forward with the firm purpose of continuing his legacy.
You will read in this newsletter about the immense impact Ray had on the world, and I would like to tell you, additionally, a little about our marriage that was characterized by happiness and many blessings. Great love stories have been written in novels throughout the centuries, but none has surpassed the majesty of what Ray and I lived privately on a daily basis. To simply say our lives were blissful would tell only a fraction of the truth; it would be impossible to adequately describe the loving partnership we shared on so many levels.
We relished every moment spent together and spoke often about how lucky we were. The words “I love you” were spoken freely and often, and for us those words were rich with significance. We held dear a prayer that we said together daily to guide our married life and bring focus to what is important between two people committed to a purposeful life together. I can vouch for its power and I would like to share it with you:
Keep us, O Lord, from pettiness. Let us be thoughtful in word and deed. Help us to put away pretense and face each other in deep trust without fear or self pity. Help us to guard against fault-finding; let us be quick to discover the best in each other and in every situation. Guard us from ill temper and hasty judgement; encourage us to take time for all things; to grow calm, serene and gentle. Help us to be generous with kind words and compliments. Teach us never to ignore, never to hurt, never to take each other for granted. Engrave charity and compassion on our hearts.
My husband was a man who adored ritual, celebration and tradition. He found such joy in helping to prepare for gatherings. He loved to set the table, polish the wine glasses and help with the dishes. He was all about being together and cherishing happy moments. As a man he was gentle, understanding and always affectionate; he was infinitely supportive. He was soft spoken (except while watching the Red Sox) and looked forward to small pleasures like a bowl of popcorn or a glass of freshly-squeezed juice. It was so easy to make him happy.
We humans strive for perfection but find its grasp illusive. Few among us reach the height of its calling, but I can tell you as Ray’s wife—his most intimate companion—that he attained a pinnacle of that great virtue, inspiring us to follow his lead in our dealings with the people we meet in this journey called life.
Let me assure you that the work of The Ray Tye Medical Aid Foundation will continue with the same spirit, the same vigor and the same compassion it had during my husband’s lifetime. He remains our guiding spirit; he was truly a light upon this earth and now shines on us from his eternal home. As hard as it is without him, we will move onward as Ray would have wished.
MAY GOD BLESS YOU.