Deborah (Deb) Jesus passed away on September 18th, 2021 in Kanab, Utah, surrounded by her loved ones. It is difficult to encapsulate her life in a brief summary. We could list accomplishments, places she lived, who survived her, but her essence was so much more important. She was so many things… our family storyteller, a lady who told jokes like a truck driver, a connoisseur of bad reality television, a secret poet, a lover of tacos, a purveyor of conspiracies, a reader of thousands of books, and often in awe of the wonders she saw in the world (although she always played it cool). Under her delicate features existed both a depth of compassion and inherent rebelliousness. More than anything, she loved us in a way no one else would or could —she accepted us and saw our beauty no matter what we did, said, or were. Like many others, she was also a daughter, sister, friend, aunt, grandmother, wife, and mother. She will be greatly missed, but we know somewhere she is having coffee with her mother, Betty Lou, and laughing at some joke only the two of them knew.
Her ashes will be scattered at her favorite place, the lighthouse at Pigeon Point along the coast in Pescadero, California.
Ah Sun-flower!
-William Blake
Ah Sun-flower! weary of time,
Who countest the steps of the Sun:
Seeking after that sweet golden clime
Where the travellers journey is done.
Where the Youth pined away with desire,
And the pale Virgin shrouded in snow:
Arise from their graves and aspire,
Where my Sun-flower wishes to go.
Well done Shilo I certainly will miss her
I love you grandma
Shi. You did a great job with this. I really miss her. She is most definitely hanging out with grandma
A very special young lady in so many ways. She left her family And friends to young. Will always have wonderful memories of her and all your family. RIP MY SPECIAL FRIEND. Rick
This is very well written sweet heart. I miss her more every day. All my love to my family at this time of our loss and others reunion.
I miss you today and everyday.
One more year, but you made it to Mexico. I love you.
You thought I forgot. I failed to reach out on the anniversary of the day you left, but I think maybe you are with me in some way everyday.