Assist Wade family funeral expenses

A mother,

Someone who makes you strong.

Someone who makes you feel loved.

Someone who let's you become the best person you can be.

Someone who sacrifices everything she has for her child.

Someone that let's her child embrace who they are, and celebrates what their child becomes.

My mother was the central point in our family. Kept us strong, kept us bound. She was the force in the middle we all gravitated towards. She was a person who had seen and experienced all walks of life. The hardships and the miracles. She chose to lead with love, compassion and charity.

My mother is unlike anyone I know. And for those of you who knew her, know this. We all loved her very much and her loving presence in this world as she lived it will be missed. Her impact will live on in her work, and the impacts she left. She left memories, not dreams. She did what she loved. Both in her work and the people in her life. She touched many.

I am honored to be her son. The legacy she built not in the material, but in the eternal. Let us not be saddened, but honor her next chapter. Her impact lives on in all of us and her work, the treasures she's provided over the years and the morals she lived by.

For those that aren't fully caught up. Trish passed away this past Saturday night. She stepped into the marble halls of the angels peacefully in her sleep. Undoubtedly surrounded by ravens and wild horses now in the realm of dreams.

I want all of you to again, not be saddened. But celebrate the life she lived and the impact she had on people through her artwork and her relationships. She loved all, and we all loved her.