We are not promised a certain number of days. Our lives are gifts, where we find our purpose and grow into who the Creator meant for us to be. If we live our lives well we are remembered fondly by those left behind. A few years ago my cousin Gary and I began to e-mail each other about our mutual interest in the Butler family tree. He was retired and wanted to spend some time researching our family history, and I was happy to share what I had discovered. He and his wife Judy made a trip to Ireland and sent me some interesting information about our history and also pictures of places where the name Butler was well known.
Later he participated in the Butler DNA project. For that, our branch of the family is truly grateful to him.
In February 2011 Judy passed away and yesterday I got a call that Gary had died. Both were wonderful, thoughtful, and kind people. I always thought of Gary as a shy, quiet, intellectual. Judy was the picture of a beautiful, friendly, wife and mother. Being first cousins in our family meant a connection that though not as deep as cousins were in past generations..was still a tie that was treasured. The fact that our dads were brothers meant a lot of shared memories.
An example of a life well lived is the blessing given to Gary and Judy's daughters, Kim and Beth. We will all miss them.