Tayler Danielle Jolley

Tayler Danielle Jolley was the 6th child of 8; Zachary Jolley, Chelsie Jolley, Tasha Jolley, Tyson Jolley, Parker Jolley, Tianna Jolley, Henry Jolley, and numerous other family members. Preceded in death by; her grandparents Frank and LaVeta Scott, Merlyn and JoAnn Jolley, and her cousins Eric Shelline and Jason Zimmerman.

Tayler was a beautiful, sassy, and fierce young woman that had an incredibly passionate spirit surrounding her. She brought to us beautiful memories, laughter, smiles, and love. Her adoring personality and unique sense of fashion was not only admirable, but also enthralling. She was there to bring her style and loved making it known. She loved baking, cooking, making entertaining videos, going to football games, being surrounded by friends and family, and being a helper to others whenever and wherever she could. She was a generous and affectionate helper and healer of this world who loved lifting others up when they fell down, and simply being a shoulder to cry on when they could no longer stand.

Tayler was able to graduate from Bingham High School with honors, after an overwhelming year due to the Pandemic Covid. Through the love, support, and encouragement she had received from her; parents, teachers, and friends, her faith was able to be restored in which she was able to gain back her hope. She was able to catch-up with her studies and still manage to cherish and value the relationships between her friends and family. Survived by her loving family, Tayler’s presence will never go unnoticed and her light will never not shine through others. A soul will never go untouched, and her memories will always and forever be remembered and lived for by the many people that loved and appreciated her.

The last word goes to Tayler herself: “In the moment of my lowest point I remember silently praying for ANYONE to hear me….I felt (God’s) love for me. I felt His hand on my back, not pushing me or serving as a crutch to hold onto, but as a place of balance from which I could push myself forward—like in swimming when you hold to the edge of the pool, both feet on the wall, and push off to go forward into a backstroke.” (Tayler Jolley, I, Too, Am Part of God’s Plan).