A Good Man. Jim Maley

My heart is hurting. This earthly realm lost a courageous and loving husband, father, grandfather, friend, and confidant. The last couple years life has changed so dramatically. One thing that never changed, towards me, was the love of Jim Maley. Even after his accident years ago, when he couldn’t express himself the way he wanted to, all of this that were around him, knew through his eyes and actions, the heart of who he was.

In the 20 plus years he was in my life, he was nothing but good to me. He loved me even at my worst. He saw something in me, I could not see. He treated me like a daughter, and that did not change when life changed. I was very blessed to get to say goodbye...a luxury many of us don’t get.

My heart breaks for Sue...lovely and faithful servant always. My heart also hurts for the multitude of people he has left behind...his kids, family, grand-kids

, friends...he touched so many.

I will miss his smooches every time I saw him...that smile...that love...I hate saying goodbye...just a layover till I see you and the many others that I await to see someday. Thank you for the impact you had on my life...I can’t look back at regrets of time lost. I am just grateful for your life. God broke the mold with us Jim...I know you know what that means.

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