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.