ForeverMissed
Kim only had one disturbing regret in dying so young. She wanted her grandchildren to remember her.  It was her one and only wish. So, we built this site for you to help tell “the story of Kim” to her grandkids. Within this website, you can share your favorite stories, tributes, photos and videos.

Please visit often, see what others have shared, the stories they tell, and the laughter. That way, we can all enjoy it together and remember all of our fondest memories of Kim.


Posted by Michael Stickler on January 13, 2022
Dear Kimmy,

Today is the one-year anniversary we parted, my love.

We had so many plans for these remaining years together. But God seemed to have rerouted those plans with new plans for us both, and for our boys and their families. I speak of you often these days, I try to tell stories, and share memories together with the littles (grandkids), we laugh and think about those sweet times, especially the summer camping we had together two summers ago, the day trips to the lighthouse, the river, the lake and boat docks. Those seem to be freshest in their little minds.

This time last year my heart was inconsolable. I tried the best I could to pick up the pieces of our life together and move on. But so much was dependent on “us” it just didn’t seem to be possible. After your Memorial, I went to Mexico as we planned, but alone. It was good for me, to worship, reflect and write. In my time of worship, I was crying out to the Lord over and over, “why, just why?” He finally replied, “For My Glory” That was all I needed, was a Word from Jesus. It’s funny how those three words didn’t explain much, but because they came from Him, they are enough for my heart to heal. And I have been healing ever since.

Over the summer, I worked on the house and trained to go on the hike we had planned, but I never could pull it off. The forest fires were just too intense. I went to Micah’s 40th Birthday and got to see first-hand what an incredible man he has become. They say you can tell what kind of person one is by the company they keep. During Micah’s party, I sat with his closest friends and just admired their love for him. They also were fine men and they told stories of Micah’s ministry to us all. You would have cried – I didn’t of course.

I also spent some time with Susie, Gary, Jessie, and their family in Idaho. It was great fun, but the fishing was lousy, too much snowmelt. Susie misses her best friend. She misses having someone – you – to talk to. Susie inherited all your winter clothing. It was neat… and a little weird to see her in your stuff. It makes me smile.

The Holidays were hard on everyone. The memories of last year were bitter. Knowing that you were going to be leaving soon and saying goodbye was painful, and there were too few smiles that year. But in it all, we did have some moments I will never forget. The walks we would take together while pushing your chair. The littles taking turns pushing you, the news of your brother and his wife, and how you cried out, NO! One of the last words you ever said. You and I decorating the tree together, yeah I saw you in your wheelchair, just wishing you could help me with the lights. I know… I never get those things just the way you like them. Did you know I saved the one, that last Christmas ornament, the one you placed on the tree? I marked it with your initials so we could always remember our last Christmas together.

This Christmas was the first without you and as Molly put it, we “just wanted more memories with you.” But we couldn’t, we just couldn’t, you were not there. So, in your honor, we made Gingerbread houses… yes, I did, you know how much I hate those little things, and I also know how much you loved building them with the littles, so I was sure to join in, in your absence. My gingerbread house came out as I expected – awful – I needed you to help me have the stick-to-itiveness for it. All the little designs and gumdrops are all too much for my big hands and little patience.

Then I traveled down to Sean’s for a week of guy time. I sat in the hot tub in the mornings and thought about how we loved to do that together. How we would talk about how we are so proud of him and what a fine man he had become. And commit time together in prayer for him and the family God has for him. Sean’s Christmas was a “bah humbug” Christmas as he put it. Not a decoration in sight. I laughed to myself how you would not have let that stand and would have strung up a string of lights or something to bring him into the spirit, even to his quiet objections.

For me, I am moving forward the best I can without you. I have fulfilled some of our plans together and have made some different ones. I will be writing more, as you have encouraged. Yes, I finished Ghost Patriot, and I am proud of it! I think you would have loved it. I am looking for an RV, like we planned, and taking my books on tour.
I wish you were here, but the Lord has His Glory in mind. I can trust Him for that, as I know you do.
When I catch up with you I will be cutting in to dance with you, the bride of my youth.

Oh, how I loved you, my sweet girl!
- Me (RHP)

PS: Did you catch up with my parents in heaven? They love you so much, be sure to fill them in on everything. Say hello to Luis, he got there just a couple of months after you did.
Posted by Michael Stickler on December 14, 2021
Happy Birthday my Love

Today is that special day (which you hate), the day we all wish you the best and celebrate the day the Lord brought you to earth to make our lives better. I know, I know, you don’t like the attention, the praise, the well-wishers. But you have meant so much to so many, we just can’t help it. Today is the day we return the love and service you gave to us all.

If you were here, today you would speak to our boys, Molly would have teased you about being Thirty-Nine AGAIN! and you would have listened to the little voices of our grandbabies as they wish you Happy Birthday. Today is the day I would make you breakfast, and although I would have tried to surprise you, I would likely fail in surprising you with a little something to show you how deeply I love you. Sometime today your best friend Wendy would have called, she never missed a call on your birthday. You were connected like that, more than sisters.

But by now, you know how much your life meant to us all, don’t you? I know Jesus met you at the gates of heaven and said, “Well done faithful Kim, I have so much to give you, to reward you. You can rest now. But first, let’s dance.” I wonder how long your dance was with Jesus? Is it still going on? I know it was a slow dance because that’s what you wanted, something to savor, something intimate.

I must admit I am a tiny bit envious that I cannot celebrate with you as you can there in heaven. I can only rest in the knowledge that one day we will all be together again. Until then, I celebrate your memory and can only miss you with all my heart.
Posted by Gerald Rogers on December 9, 2021
I knew Kim well. Her relationship with God always came first. She loved her husband and children with every breath that she breathed. When everyone else was falling down around her, she remained strong. She never judged. She always displayed God's love no matter what. My heart goes out to her family.
Posted by Paul Sitze on September 27, 2021
Dear Stickler grandchildren. I honor your grandmother- my friend Kim. God proved her and measured her most importantly as a prize, a wife, a genuine woman of God for your grandfather- my spiritual father and friend Mike. This love is your legacy, your inheritance, your example. Soon it will be your turn. Do not forget! Lord Jesus give understanding and obedience to the Stickler grandchildren. Proverbs 31: 11, 12.
Posted by Jamie Goudeau on August 10, 2021
Kim, my dear friend, was a role model and a beautiful mentor to me. She is who I want to be like when I grow up! I met Kim through a church in Reno with Mike. I immediately loved her snarky, dry humor! But as we got to be close friends, I loved her for her Godly character! I remember being angry with Mike one day and I took it to Kim. She warmly laughed, winked at me and said, “ I will beat him up for you later when we get home.” I thanked her and we both laughed. She never, in the 20 years I knew her, spoke an ill word about Mike. No matter what trouble they were having, she always spoke highly of him. This made such an impression on me. I hope one day I can be as beautiful witness of a wife’s love as she was to Mike. I will forever miss you my friend! Fly high Kim and enjoy dancing with Jesus and the angels as you worship God around His throne! Save me a seat. I will be joining you there as soon as my name is called! Love you my dear friend!
Posted by Freddy Davis on July 5, 2021
I never got to meet Kim in person. But after Mike became my publisher and we developed a good friendship, we actually talked about visiting one another at our homes. But in spite of that fact that I didn't meet her in person, I did get to work closely with her since she did all of the technical work for my book. In my frequent interactions with her by e-mail and phone, I came to feel like I knew her, and every time I worked with her, she was a total gem. I deeply regret that our plans to meet in person were never fulfilled, but I deeply appreciate the fact that I have been able to get to know her some thorough Mike. I do miss working with her and look forward to more insight about her life as my friendship with Mike goes forward.
Posted by Daniel Anderson on July 1, 2021
I was 1st Blessed with the experience of Kim's Wonderful & Selfless love When I met her husband Mike & their Boys Mikah & Shawn in the early 90's, I met mike through Men's Bible Study, When i was Attending Reno Christian fellowship Church. Our Study Leader Tony Slaven , Pared mike & I up , As my Mentor! (His Timothy) I had only been Studying with Mike for a couple of weeks when He invited me to his home, As i was Introduced to the family, Kim was the first to hug me & welcomed me to their family, I always remember the time with Her as a kind & gentle Presence in the Family. I was asked often to join them in what ever was going on! The Best memory i have is The way Kim Completed Mike, You could tell how much in love they really were! & how they modeled God's Love in their relationship! I am no writer by any means, but I had to share some Experiences of A truly Godly Woman! She Will be Missed! My Prayer is for her Grand kids To Never Forget That! <3
Posted by Alfredo Baguio on July 1, 2021
I haven't met Kim personally. But, been working with her for a long time. Kim was so professional yet open to their life. We both had a great time sharing our time together outside work and is very blessed to have Kim on my circle. I would really missed Kim so much especially her guidance to me, words of encouraging and love to our team. See you soon Kim and will forever be loved and missed here.

Much love and respect from your friend in the Philippines, Alfredo.
Posted by Daniel Kovach on June 30, 2021
I didn't know Kim for a long period of time, but she was one of those special people who made you feel like true friends for years. Her hospitality was a trait that stood out to me consistently, whether on a safari or a trail in the Sierra Nevada wilderness. She will be missed, but not forgotten!
Posted by Rick Habein on June 30, 2021
Dear Kim was a true gem. My acquaintance with Kim and Mike was brief, as we were in college down in San Luis Obispo. We would gather at times and celebrate a weekend. Kim was always lovely to visit with. As sometimes happens we loose touch, but the bond lasts, and don’t ever be afraid that it wont. I reconnected with Mike and Kim 40 years later and it was sad and good. We all miss Kims presence, but we cherish the memories we made together. In this life journey, its not always the job or career, the money or the stuff we accumulate that are anywhere as important as the relationships and bonds we make with each other. Love conquers so many things. Love deeply those you come across. In my mind that was Kim in a nut shell, she was a great example of that Agape Love that Jesus encouraged us to live out.  Me Ke Aloha Pumehana. (With the fondest heart felt Aloha)

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Posted by Michael Stickler on January 13, 2022
Dear Kimmy,

Today is the one-year anniversary we parted, my love.

We had so many plans for these remaining years together. But God seemed to have rerouted those plans with new plans for us both, and for our boys and their families. I speak of you often these days, I try to tell stories, and share memories together with the littles (grandkids), we laugh and think about those sweet times, especially the summer camping we had together two summers ago, the day trips to the lighthouse, the river, the lake and boat docks. Those seem to be freshest in their little minds.

This time last year my heart was inconsolable. I tried the best I could to pick up the pieces of our life together and move on. But so much was dependent on “us” it just didn’t seem to be possible. After your Memorial, I went to Mexico as we planned, but alone. It was good for me, to worship, reflect and write. In my time of worship, I was crying out to the Lord over and over, “why, just why?” He finally replied, “For My Glory” That was all I needed, was a Word from Jesus. It’s funny how those three words didn’t explain much, but because they came from Him, they are enough for my heart to heal. And I have been healing ever since.

Over the summer, I worked on the house and trained to go on the hike we had planned, but I never could pull it off. The forest fires were just too intense. I went to Micah’s 40th Birthday and got to see first-hand what an incredible man he has become. They say you can tell what kind of person one is by the company they keep. During Micah’s party, I sat with his closest friends and just admired their love for him. They also were fine men and they told stories of Micah’s ministry to us all. You would have cried – I didn’t of course.

I also spent some time with Susie, Gary, Jessie, and their family in Idaho. It was great fun, but the fishing was lousy, too much snowmelt. Susie misses her best friend. She misses having someone – you – to talk to. Susie inherited all your winter clothing. It was neat… and a little weird to see her in your stuff. It makes me smile.

The Holidays were hard on everyone. The memories of last year were bitter. Knowing that you were going to be leaving soon and saying goodbye was painful, and there were too few smiles that year. But in it all, we did have some moments I will never forget. The walks we would take together while pushing your chair. The littles taking turns pushing you, the news of your brother and his wife, and how you cried out, NO! One of the last words you ever said. You and I decorating the tree together, yeah I saw you in your wheelchair, just wishing you could help me with the lights. I know… I never get those things just the way you like them. Did you know I saved the one, that last Christmas ornament, the one you placed on the tree? I marked it with your initials so we could always remember our last Christmas together.

This Christmas was the first without you and as Molly put it, we “just wanted more memories with you.” But we couldn’t, we just couldn’t, you were not there. So, in your honor, we made Gingerbread houses… yes, I did, you know how much I hate those little things, and I also know how much you loved building them with the littles, so I was sure to join in, in your absence. My gingerbread house came out as I expected – awful – I needed you to help me have the stick-to-itiveness for it. All the little designs and gumdrops are all too much for my big hands and little patience.

Then I traveled down to Sean’s for a week of guy time. I sat in the hot tub in the mornings and thought about how we loved to do that together. How we would talk about how we are so proud of him and what a fine man he had become. And commit time together in prayer for him and the family God has for him. Sean’s Christmas was a “bah humbug” Christmas as he put it. Not a decoration in sight. I laughed to myself how you would not have let that stand and would have strung up a string of lights or something to bring him into the spirit, even to his quiet objections.

For me, I am moving forward the best I can without you. I have fulfilled some of our plans together and have made some different ones. I will be writing more, as you have encouraged. Yes, I finished Ghost Patriot, and I am proud of it! I think you would have loved it. I am looking for an RV, like we planned, and taking my books on tour.
I wish you were here, but the Lord has His Glory in mind. I can trust Him for that, as I know you do.
When I catch up with you I will be cutting in to dance with you, the bride of my youth.

Oh, how I loved you, my sweet girl!
- Me (RHP)

PS: Did you catch up with my parents in heaven? They love you so much, be sure to fill them in on everything. Say hello to Luis, he got there just a couple of months after you did.
Posted by Michael Stickler on December 14, 2021
Happy Birthday my Love

Today is that special day (which you hate), the day we all wish you the best and celebrate the day the Lord brought you to earth to make our lives better. I know, I know, you don’t like the attention, the praise, the well-wishers. But you have meant so much to so many, we just can’t help it. Today is the day we return the love and service you gave to us all.

If you were here, today you would speak to our boys, Molly would have teased you about being Thirty-Nine AGAIN! and you would have listened to the little voices of our grandbabies as they wish you Happy Birthday. Today is the day I would make you breakfast, and although I would have tried to surprise you, I would likely fail in surprising you with a little something to show you how deeply I love you. Sometime today your best friend Wendy would have called, she never missed a call on your birthday. You were connected like that, more than sisters.

But by now, you know how much your life meant to us all, don’t you? I know Jesus met you at the gates of heaven and said, “Well done faithful Kim, I have so much to give you, to reward you. You can rest now. But first, let’s dance.” I wonder how long your dance was with Jesus? Is it still going on? I know it was a slow dance because that’s what you wanted, something to savor, something intimate.

I must admit I am a tiny bit envious that I cannot celebrate with you as you can there in heaven. I can only rest in the knowledge that one day we will all be together again. Until then, I celebrate your memory and can only miss you with all my heart.
Posted by Gerald Rogers on December 9, 2021
I knew Kim well. Her relationship with God always came first. She loved her husband and children with every breath that she breathed. When everyone else was falling down around her, she remained strong. She never judged. She always displayed God's love no matter what. My heart goes out to her family.
her Life
Towards the end last summer Kim said to her husband Mike, "We had a good run, didn't we? I'm glad we lived the way we lived when we were still young enough to enjoy it." 
She looked at Mike and said, "I have no regrets, but one..."
Mike braced himself, then replied, "Yes, we had a good life, but what was your one regret?" 
She said, "I don't want my grandchildren to forget me, they're so young. I wanted more time in their lives." 

Mike's promise was to help them remember. Please take the time to share your stories, videos, photos, audio here with family and friends so we all have a place to come back to and remember Kim.  

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Kim's "Blessed" Video

Please enjoy this short memorial video of Kim's photos and a couple of videos of her life coupled with one of her personal favorite songs.

Kimberly Anne Stickler Memorial Service

In Memory of Kim Stickler December 14, 1954- January 13, 2021 , memorial service March 13, 2021. Thank you to all friends and family who reached out, supported and attended. Kimberly Anne Stickler will forever be missed.
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Patience

Shared by Che Hoover on July 1, 2021
I remember Kim as an example to God's patience.  She along with pastor Mike took me into their home when they really didn't know me completely.  By their example they taught me what a partnership/ marriage was. Despite my angles of manipulation and inability to be honest they stood with me. Remaining steadfast even after I had left.  As for her part I always marveled at her ability to remain steady. There are only a few places I've been in my life that I felt completely safe. Living under her roof allowed for seeds to be planted even though it took years for those seeds to break ground into sunlight. I wished I had been able to tell her that.. The saying proves true that behind every good man is a great woman.. 
Che Hoover 

Living Moves Forward. But How?

Shared by Michael Stickler on March 13, 2022
Another milestone has passed. Our anniversary. Kim and I would have been married 42 years this month and there had been so many more memories to make. We raised two incredible men, added an“instant daughter” (our daughter-in-law) almost 20 years ago, and three precious grandchildren. Kim and I had traveled the world, seen countless lives come to the Lord, made some great friends, and lost some along the way.



In the waning years of her life, Kim said to me, “we had a great life together” –and we did. It was more than great, it was beautiful. Sure, we had some hard times too, but those hard times were just ameasurement to weigh against the joys, for without those hard times it’s impossible to understand the sweetness of the good times and the significance of the blessed memories we shared.



This last week, I have been in Nashville for business. While there I found myself wishing Kim was here to share in the memories.  Memories of the Grand ole Opry, the downtown music scene, and the travel. She so loved to travel. I caught myself glancing to my side with an expectation to see if she was enjoying herself, hoping to see a smile on her face. Then remembering she wasn’t there. I am moving on in my life, there are new faces, new joys, and memories without Kim now.



This week I realized that I have even felt a little guilty, just brief moments of guilt that she has missed out on so much already. I have been moving on, no, actually moving forward… Dates with our grandkids the “Littles” we call them, the wonderful adult conversations with our boys. Seeing them both come to the fullness of the men they are, knowing we played a part in who they have become. I made two trips to Mexico without her, oh how she would have loved it at Playa del Carmen.



In these past 14 months, birthdays and holidays have passed, and new experiences made, and they were made without my Kimmy. For me, a new season has come, and I should live it the way she would want me to. But that feeling conflicts with my missing her and the life that “could have been” with her followed by the guilt.



The final performer at the Opry was Jamie Johnson. He performed his song "Lead Me Home" Here are the lyrics to enjoy.



I have seen my last tomorrow,
I'm holding my last breath,
Goodbye, sweet world of sorrow,
My new life begins with death.

I am standing on the mountain,
I can hear the angels' songs,
I am reaching over Jordon,
Take my hand, Lord lead me home.

All my burdens, are behind me,
I have prayed, my final prayer,
Don't you cry, over my body,
'Cause, that ain't me, lying there.

No, I am standing on the mountain,
I can hear the angels' songs,
I am reaching over Jordon,
Take my hand, Lord lead me home.

I am standing (Lord, I am standing) on the mountain (on the mountain),
I can hear (I can hear the angels' songs) the angels' songs,
I am reaching over Jordon, (over Jordon)
Take my hand, Lord lead me home.
Take my hand, Lord lead me home.



It was two days later it sunk into my thick head… “No, I am standing on the mountain, I can hear the angels' songs, I am reaching over Jordon, take my hand, Lord lead me home.”  There is no reason for guilt, no reason to “wish she was here” –she is in Heaven, making her own amazing memories, waiting for us all to join her!



That is how we all move forward without Kim, knowing that her experiences, her joys, her life is in Heaven with Jesus, (the only person she loved more than me) and she is also moving forward. For me, It’s a life chapter yet to come. I look forward to the Heavenly tour she will give me, and the heavenly memories we will once again share together.