What a Wonderful Life

What else can I say that I haven’t already? How else can I even begin to quantify our love or the enormity of the loss felt when he was so tragically and unexpectedly taken from us?

With this video, I tried to simply paint a picture of how I saw this beautiful man we knew and loved. While his true impact obviously exceeds anything I could possibly show you via photo and song, the video still stands as a brief window into the world of Jeremay; a glimpse into a life well lived with meaning and strength and family and love.

We’d all be well-served to strive for such presence, purpose, and perpetuity.

Everyone should be so lucky as to have someone like Jeremay in their life. Look around you. You might already be so blessed. If so, be sure to hold onto that person tight. Share their love, and your feelings.

And cherish every single moment, every brilliant memory.

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The day itself was hotter than most I can recall. Sure, it’d been a warm summer, but, damn…we sweat straight through those ridiculous suits and those alter fans did nothing but blow out repeated attempts at lighting the unity candle. The pastor looked to be a goner for sure, but our nervous exuberance and exaggerated smiles destroyed any chance that discomfort might arrive to sour the mood.


The heat be damned. We were getting married.

Twelve years on and while I certainly have less unfortunate facial and cranial hair I still sweat through clothes with ease. I also smile a lot, though, so I got that goin for me. We had the bright idea that we might wed and get going on the path we were so obviously destined to travel. Get busy livin, as they say. One good year deserves eleven more.

Here’s to another hundred.

As the years pass we gather in groups diminishing in size, but positively blooming with pride and wonder and love. While we may have lost our youth and resilience; our smooth skin and three-hour hangovers; each drink tastes stronger and sweeter as our skin grows thicker.

Rings on the tree add wisdom to the tongue.

Happy anniversary to the most beautiful of brides. I keep getting older; she stays the same age.


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