Life Story for
Patricia Ann "Patti" Williams (Loveitt)
Life. The circle it creates. The power of physical connection. We come, and we go. There is only one variable and that is how we live our lives in this form. That is all we really are, a shell. A body that is designed to hold our souls, equipped with lungs to supply its functions with oxygen. A brain that even the most intelligent of our species hasn’t been able to touch its potential; most of us get stuck in it. A heart that continuously feeds our bodies, making us who we are, in this form.
We enter this journey as infants; without the love and support of others we wouldn’t make it. Our soul would be moving on before the journey as “who we could have been” in this world even gets a chance to begin. Not much different, as we grow older. We as animals need and thrive on this connection. If we make it to a place of independence and are no longer in need of someone to care for us, to feed us and keep us from harm, then we are open to create whatever our strongest organ desires. Yes, there will be obstacles to navigate. Some a lot smaller than we as humans perceive them, however we feel we need to make them much bigger than they really are. And some challenges that will test us beyond what we ever thought was capable. What we can endure, whether it’s pushing our bodies physically or making it over and through an obstacle is quite extraordinary. They say it builds character. I’m not sure who “they” are, but I do feel they are right.
Not sure what “they” say the number of people living their lives in first gear may be; those not really fired up on the day-to-day who allow the weight of society to fill them with fear and anxiety. Those who just can’t quite make the shift into second, to gain speed and move through the gears. I’m not one to judge how someone decides to live their days in this form. Your journey.
I was wrong by saying that how we live our lives is the only variable; surely there are more. One being that our days as who we are right now are numbered. That’s right, all of us will be moving on from this form. Yes, our souls will forever be free and move on leaving our shell to feed the earth. We can die entering as this form or live to hit triple digits. We come and we go, much like the seasons. Think of spring, the amount of new life that bursts with amazing beauty. The trees that have been quietly resting come alive with buds of leaves. The warmth of the sun brings the plants and flowers up from the earth, and just like that a whole new palate of color and life is present … once again. Highly likely, it is the most beautiful and inspiring display of life and death.
We are so very related to this experience. A flower can bloom and spend its days soaking up the sun and rain, taking on each day and reaching high for the light or decide to stay closed, taking on much less light. Same as humans. If a flower is sitting on the edge of a lawn and one day a lawnmower comes a bit too close and rips it from its roots, it is the same as our human scenario. We can be incredibly healthy and still get uprooted. It can happen quickly, or it can be a disease that slowly takes over the body. This happens in nature as well. Plants, flowers and trees get diseased. Treatment may be given in hopes that life can keep going, in its form. Whether we are an animal, plant, flower or tree, we are all part of nature and its continuous cycle. Once we can truly understand that our time here in this form is limited and is a flash of what our souls have and will experience, the better we can see that death can be as beautiful as birth. They are much the same.
Patricia Ann. A soul that burns incredibly bright with a light radiating kindness and love understands life’s circle. She didn’t waste a day. The warmth of her smile. Her way of putting others’ happiness in the forefront and bringing family and friends together. Not one to stay in first gear. Always reaching for the warmth/light of the sun filling her days as well as the days of those around her with love, laughter and life. She was an amazing mom. A sister that held the beauty and power of family in the highest regard. A forever loving wife. A nana. How she adored her grandkids. A friend. A friend to the epitome of its meaning. A true friend. Be it a mom, sister, wife, nana, aunt, daughter or friend, she loved all deeply. Her body was taken from us by cancer. A disease that we as a species know much too well. I’m not going to say she lost the battle. Like all things in nature, she is simply moving on. We will miss her physical connection fiercely. However, know that she is always here to shine her bright light on us all.
A celebration of life will be held from 3-6 p.m., Saturday May 19, 2018, at River Run Lodge, 500 Serenade Lane, Ketchum, Idaho 83340