Beth, please be with me during the times when I need strength, share in my joys, sooth my tears during my sadness. Wishing you were still here, but believing you still are.
This memorial website was created in memory of our sister, Beth Miller, born on September 8, 1958 and passed away on June 29, 2014. Beth was born in Vancouver, British Columbia. Our family moved to Washington during our childhood and resided briefly in Shoreline, then settled in Seattle. Beth is survived and deeply missed by her two sisters, Robyn Miller and Laurel Goebel, along with her niece Leah and two nephews Clark and Dylan. Beth is preceded in death by her parents Wilfred and Lona Miller.
Beth enjoyed playing the violin during her school years, still dabbling with it occasionally as an adult. Growing up, we were avid swimmers and most memorably spent our summers swimmimg in lakes in the area and Okanogan lake when we would visit our Grandmother in Kelowna B.C. We had great childhood memories and always had a strong sisterhood bond throughout.
A large part of Beth's life was her devotion and faith to her religion of Jehovah's Witness. Beth had many friends through her faith, considered Beth's extended family.
Beth left us too soon, too suddenly and we miss her. We will always love Beth, our beautiful sister, she will always be our big sister. Our beautiful girl, inside and out. We love you Beth.
Please feel welcome to add to this site, this is for everyone that Beth's life has touched. We do not consider this just for her family. We are still healing and getting through this difficult time.
Tributes
Leave a tributeBeth, please be with me during the times when I need strength, share in my joys, sooth my tears during my sadness. Wishing you were still here, but believing you still are.
I know since you have gone from us physically, you are still with us in our hearts and spirit. You, Robyn, & I can still hold hands in a circle again someday. We think of you every day and look forward to seeing you again. I want you to know we are both doing fine although one third of us is missing. Beth, you Robyn & I will always have that strong sister bond that will never go away. I'm grateful for all the happy, loving memories we have had with you. This helps me take each day at a time as we are fine, but we miss you so very much. Much love, your sister Laurie
It's been a year since we lost you and not a day has passed that you haven't been missed. But it doesn't matter how much time goes by, we will always love and miss you, you will always be me and Laurie's big sister. But I know you would want us to live our lives the best we can here and someday we will see you again. You are my inspiration in so many ways and will always love you.
Beth meant so much to me. Of course none of us were expecting this to happen to her. I just wish I could have let her know more how much I did love her and how important and special she was. But I think she did know that.
Like Robyn has said it was hard enough losing our parents but Beth had been a part of Robyn's and mine whole lives, and it is just so much harder to let her go.
I am so grateful for Robyn for being there and for creating this memorial website, it does bring some comfort somehow. And we know that Beth will live in our hearts forever.
I remember our road trips where we would sing out loud in the car and just talked and laughed and talked and laughed some more. One time we did this unplanned hiking trip and we walked a lot further than we planned and we didn’t have food or drink and we were both getting tired. We were half a mile to the car but it was up hill and I was getting dehydrated, she walked up the hill and brought me back some water and helped me hike up the hill. She literally saved my life. When we finally get back on the road to go home, we were driving on this never ending road (so it seems) and we were tired and just want nothing more than to be home, she started singing “Country Roads Take Me Home” to cheer me up.
We had our laughs but we also cried together. She was always there when you need her and would never turn you away even when she had a lot of things to deal with. We shared a lot of things in common but the bond that held us together is our faith in our God Jehovah. And this shared hope is what gives me comfort because the Bible promises in John 5:28,29 that “the hour is coming in which all those in the memorial tombs will hear his voice and come out….” Yes, the Bible says that I could see my friend Beth again right here on earth when God resurrects our dead loved ones and at that time there will be no more death, nor crying nor pain according to Revelations 21:3,4. I am looking forward to laughing and singing with her again under perfect conditions.
I can't wait to see Beth again and her sweet gentle smile.
You have to try to live your life to the fullest and appreciate your loved ones. You just don't know when someones life might end like Beths did too soon.
You will be missed greatly Beth, I will love you forever!
My prayers go out to her family and friends as I know you will miss her terribly. Since her special spirit touch me in only the short time I knew her, I know it will be forever present in all your hearts. May you all be comforted with her memories.
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Beth, please be with me during the times when I need strength, share in my joys, sooth my tears during my sadness. Wishing you were still here, but believing you still are.
Marking this day...
The Red Button
When I was cleaning out Beth's apartment, I learned more about Beth's persoonal life through her belongings. She was very minimalistic, she didn't have alot of things, but the things she kept had alot of meaning. She also was very organized and tidy in placement. She had a photo ablum with family and friends that covered our family history all in one book. She had kept keepsakes of our mother's, grandmother's and of our childhood.
One was that in a little box with partitiions, she kept her jewelry and hairclips in. In one section there was a red button all by itself. It was bright red and jelly shaped and I recognized this from our childhood, from our mom's button box, her sewing box. As children, it was a beautiful little object to look at, play with.
I was so touched going through her things, as hard as it was. I realized how much she loved her family, her friends and her life. This was very obvious.
Upstairs
I remember the times growing up, when we had our bedrooms upstairs and we took turns sharing the one room. How us sisters would talk every night after lights out. We would talk until Mum would open the downstairs door and tell us to go to sleep. I am happy now that the house was small enough to share our rooms.