Faith was always an important part of our marriage. Even at our our worst, we never questioned our faith or God’s plan. Jared's faith was,such an inspiration for me. Jared was not raised Catholic, but always went to Mass. He always said he was Catholic in his heart. He attempted to complete RCIA two or three times but always had to quit the class because he ended up in the hospital. When he was dying we reached out to Monsignor to give Jared the Sacrament of the Sick. That was when our church found out Jared wasn't Catholic. Because he came to Mass, even though he never took communion, no one ever realized he wasn't Catholic. So five days before he died, Monsignor came to our home to make Jared an official Catholic. Monsignor heard Jared's first confession, gave him his first communion, and confirmed him. It was such a special day in our home. Jared was finally Catholic in the eyes of the church. And I am grateful that Steven, our mothers, and myself were all there to witness the special moment. And if I have one regret, it is that I did not get a photo of that moment. I was so wrapped up in the excitement that it did not even occur to me to take a picture. Can you believe that? I forgot to take a picture. But, in our years together, I captured many photos with our faith at the center. We were truly a family with God as a priority. And even though God called Jared home so early, I know He had a reason. And I know He has a plan for Steven and I. When Steven was baptized, Father Jeff commented how our family had received 2 miracles...Jared's successful lung transplant and our miracle baby. We would receive 3 more before Jared died. I was blessed beyond measure to have Jared as my husband, to know that kind of love, and to share so many adventures. And through all our ups and downs, we tried to never forgot to count our blessings.
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