Always loved, never forgotten, forever missed. We lost a loved one, but gained an angel watching over us from above.

Happy Birthday Lindz, I love you and miss you everyday. See you in my dreams!

Love ya Lindsey. You'll forever be missed❤️

Hi lindzzz! I got married on Saturday!! And although you weren’t able to be there, I thought of you multiple times. I thought about you while I was walking down the aisle and I looked out to all my guests. I thought of you standing there with bright pink hair looking at me with your bright genuine smile. I thought of you when I had my first dance with roger as husband as wife. I thought of you standing front and center cheering me on as a tried to be as graceful as possible and do a choreographed dance

Love and light to Lindsey's family. I know you were a precious soul.
Love, Lori (Kenny's mom)

Lindsey was one of my best friends when I was younger. We grew apart and went our separate ways around high school but I will always cherish the fun memories and times we had together as kids. She was one of the 3 musketeers--me, her and Rachel. I really admired her strength and outlook on everything during her battle, and my heart breaks that she had to gain her wings so early. Lindsey will always have a special place in my heart and may she rest in peace. Sending love to all her family and friends <3

Lindsey,
Somehow, someway, we crossed paths and oh man, did I need that. I don't even know how to describe it but I was in a bad place mentally and honestly I felt completely lost in life until you came. Technically, it was all just a Tinder swipe, we matched back in November. I hit you up cuz you just seemed like you were a cool person. I had no idea...
However, I hit you up to chill and burn and you were down but you couldn't until the following week or so, which I then later found out it was because you had to go back to Stanford for testing, check-ups, etc. Unfortunately our "relationship" from Tinder was basically that one, 3 message conversation.
Then maybe a month later, maybe the 20th of December right before our Christmas/Holiday rush at Mt. Rose Ski Tahoe, I thought it was just going to be just another long busy day teaching. Did I have treat of my life waiting for me that day. I had just come back from a great lunch and I was stuffed and just kind of out of it. Possibly exhausted and a little braindead from the cumulation of the previous school semester the week before. Anyways, there I was waiting around for the afternoon lessons to go out and just hanging out with the other snowboard instructors. Then all of a sudden we all just kind of stopped talking and collectively notice our boss walking out towards the lesson area with 3 beautiful ladies and 2 of them are in snowboard gear. It was Lindsey, Hilary, and Jill dropping them off for a 2 hour private lesson. John, my boss, the head of the Ski/Snowboard school, then looked over at this well staffed group of instructors at his disposal and by some miracle he shouts out, "Dallas!" So I hustle over there and introduce myself and try to keep it cool and composed on the outside yet I was doing backflips in my head, dancing, and honestly a little intimidated haha. I would never say that I have been a "ladies man," I am honestly typically more shy and reserved in most situations involving attractive ladies. So I was really just focused on giving my best lesson possible and I was confident in my teaching abilities. So when Jill leaned over to me and asked me to specifically take care of this one (pointing to Lindsey) or something along those lines. I did not hesitate to reply with, "Oh don't you worry, I will show her the culture!" Then we were off.
So, we as instructors, are always ecstatic to go out on a private lesson because it is easier to connect with your students and you can achieve a lot more and overall, it is usually a more fun experience. Well this was hands down the Snowboarding lesson of my life. These two immediately brought this energy and enthusiasm that was extremely contagious and brought me back to life from my food coma and even broke down my personal walls. Snowboarding-wise these two had somewhat of a big split in skills, experience, and a honestly endurance-wise. I found out quickly that Hilary had a little experience as she had dated a Snowboarder before and been taught by him somewhat by just sending it. Typically a rough way to learn something so foreign like snowboarding. Then Lindsey had never been before, I believe she had attempted to ski when she was younger but did not enjoy it and feared for the health of her knees while on skis. Which is the same reason I wanted to snowboard and not ski as a kid and because, lets be honest, snowboarding is way cooler. Anyways, this split was not even an issue like at all because all Lindsey did when she would eat shit was start laughing and spring up and give me the biggest, best smile I have ever seen. Then I would yell, "Woo!" and get even more energy back and hustle and try it again. That is what it is all about. This is what life is all about. You can be knocked down again and again but it is all about how you take it and pick yourself up. Lindsey might have had a rough time that first lesson with me but we kept on riding together the rest of the season and I cannot believe how much improvement she made in just 4 months, then during that time she also maintained her big girl job, was adjusting to moving to Reno during the coldest season (Which she hated the cold, a term she did not use much), and she was also battling health issues that I could not even comprehend.
Immediately after our 2 hours were up on the lesson, you and Hilary invited me to grab a beer at Timbers and the vibes and connection just kept growing. I was even more intimidated to go hang out with these two without my ski gear on to hide behind yet, it was just so easy to chill and hang out and talk to you that you ended up buying me two beers, tipping me $20, and taking my number. Best tip ever! I hit you up almost right away to hang out again and we did, I ended up coming over to your parents house and we just kicked it back in your room. I remember coming home and just telling my roommate that I had the best time and you were a really cool girl. I believe that was the first time we really hung out and it was the 22nd. Your number, honestly one of my sports numbers as a kid and it is also my birthday the 22nd of May. Dude, you and I were connected on a different level. It only got easier and better hanging out with you. Unfortunately, you were extremely busy, traveling back to Stanford and just living your best life so our time was spotty but I am so thankful for every single second spent with you. Whether it was Snowboarding, smoking, cuddling watching Netflix, you braiding my hair so it would grow faster to help me donate it, to you having your mom help when I ate shit on my longboard coming home from school, or you just taking care of me after I launched a jump at Boreal and slammed straight to my head and definitely had a concussion, or the countless memes we sent back and forth, or the snapchats, or you telling me that you are going to take me to Hawaii with you to go pick up your cats from your idiot (sorry I am not trying to spread anything but positivity but I just cannot comprehend how you could do something like that to someone who's soul/presence/aura is seriously the most beautiful/comforting thing I had ever come across) ex-boyfriend, or going out to eat gourmet grilled cheese, the list goes on. I did not have one unenjoyable experience involving you. I know that we talked about this several times (3 I think) and the last time it got weird and emotional. We were not dating, however I told you, "I just thought there were some good vibes..."
You replied, "There is."
It was true and you were seriously one of my best friends and I would have given you the Moon if you wanted it but you were happy with a box of donuts and a blunt. Thank you for being you and changing my life forever. I miss you more and more everyday, yet somehow I know that you are right here with me and I will never let you go... <3

I can’t be more grateful for the impact that the Poulsen’s have had on my life. Tom in particular helped kick start my coaching career and provided a piece of marital advice that just might help Mayra and I make it to our 50th year anniversary. 
A few years back Lindsey shared an article from the Hawaii Tribune speaking about her team on the edge of a playoff berth. She commented how she finally got good at heading when her coach in college worked with her on it and that “suddenly on every goal kick, free kick, corner, throw in, you name it, it is my job to win the header because i am actually really really good at it hahaha took me long enough to figure it all out! Thought you would be proud.” I am proud of everything she accomplished during her short time with us. 
I still clearly remember the first soccer camp I ever coached at. Lindsey and her friend grabbing my hand on the way to and from each water break. That lead to Tom asking me to help coach his special group of players. Unfortunately that first camp was when Lindsey acquired her aversion to headers. Little tournament at end of camp and a boy a few years older, hammered a ball to goal and poor Lindsey took it to the dome. Years later as Alexandra stated she wanted nothing to do with headers. Unfortunately I did bring her to tears at least once trying to help her overcome her fear. I’d probably be jailed now with the new soccer rules about headers. 
I share that story and others with my teams throughout the years. Another story I frequently talk about is that Alexandra was once so nice that everytime she knocked someone on the ground after a tackle during the game she would stop to ask them if they were ok. She quickly became one of the best central midfielders in the area. Heather eating chilli dogs like 15 minutes before state cup games, Monique streaking down the field with the ball, Lindsey dancing through defenses, Kelly’s booming shots, Lustig’s left foot, Eve’s presence in the center of the park, Kate’s saves, Sam and her songs, Aubrey and Janelle shutting opposing offenses down, etc. Vivid memories of many other girls, just can’t quite remember their names right now.  I have memorabilia from those teams that I’ll be putting into a quilt so I can share stories about the girls for years to come. 
Lindsey was such a delight to be around, always bringing a smile to my face, that is when I wasn’t making her run laps. Lol. Teammates were drawn to her because of her contagious enthusiasm and coaches loved her because of her skill, attitude and work ethic. Poulsen’s we love you and will continue to pray for you all. Lindsey look forward to seeing you someday when my time comes. 
God bless,
Arturo

Lindsey is in a lot of my “growing up” memories. I met Lindsey playing for Palo Alto Crush. There are a lot of fond memories of practicing with her and the team at Cubberley field where there were more divots than grass and we had to constantly move the soccer goals around each day. I remember having to run laps with her during practice because we both had a thing for running our mouths during drills. I even remember one practice where we had to run 13 laps instead of practice because we obviously couldn’t get it together. Sometimes when I see a soccer ball, I remember when our coach, Arturo, would pump the balls to max capacity, punt it WAYYYY up in the air and force us to header it back at his feet. I definitely remember Lindsey being like.. EF THAT. Then laps. I never did but with all the headers we ended up doing… I probably should have bailed out sooner.

When Palo Alto Crush disbanded, and we all separated to different teams, going from teammates to competition. I actually knew all the teams that Lindsey played for because we all know she’s the type of player to look out for on the field. She was a fierce player who you knew would cause trouble on the field if you weren’t on her team. She was one of those players who your coach would mention her number and say “keep an eye on this one….”

It’s really hard to imagine that the girl I remember, the one who took zero attitude from anyone and gave it her all for every game, to not be fighting here with us today. Its been years since I’d seen her, mostly since I’ve been out of that soccer ring for a while, but thanks to FB even now I somehow kept up to date as to what she’d been up to. And that’s because Lindsey is that type of girl. She’s the one that you never forget. She was a part of, like all the girls I’ve played with, a big big thing in my life growing up. We all shared the same love and passion for the game. And wherever we’re all at now, we’re all tied together by the years we played with and against each other. She’s part of my thoughts today, this week, and probably every time I think back on my soccer days. This gave me a chance to browse through photos from back in the day and now I've started sharing with other girls we’ve played with and it really makes me miss the days where kicking a soccer ball was the one simple thing we cared about. I think back so fondly of those times and it reminds me to always take the chance to reach out to the people who had an impact on your life. I’m praying for peace and love for Lindsey’s family and her friends. Its never easy saying goodbye, but at least we had a chance to say our hellos. I’m thankful for that.

Lindsey,
It was my first year as a transfer and my first year playing for UHH. As if I wasn’t already nervous...you, Dana, Emily Cadiz, and too many other returning players made me even more nervous. You were not only fast and strong, you were also one of the hardest forwards to defend. But I thank you for that, because I was able to earn my placement on the field and your trust as a player. Your respect was so valuable to me because you were such a talented athlete. Your speeches before games fueled me and your effort was irreplaceable. Even when I put myself down for a mistake, you were always there reminding me that it was nothing to hang onto.

I always remember our first game against Cal State San Bernardino in 2013. We all knew we had trained hard, but never did anyone expect us to pull out a win. I remember the feeling of excitement and seeing all of us so happy and proud to be Vulcans. It was such a magical moment. I remember our bad ass warm up playlist. To this day the only songs that truly hyped me up and made me ready to defend any play thrown my way. You were always so concentrated and fired up, and you made sure all of us were on the same page. We all grew together that season, and even when our California road trip was rough...we never lost hope and never gave up. We brought change to the program and started a revolution. We ranked the program and provided scores no one would have ever expected. We were truly invincible together as a team, and I thank God everyday you came back to the program and that you are forever my teammate. And as we all said, it’s a great day to be a Vulcan.

Outside of soccer was just as good with you because you were such a beautiful soul. You were one of the few people that came to visit me during my car accident hospital time. I received countless calls and messages from you that truly made me feel I was strong enough to overcome my recovery. You went out of your way for me when most turned their backs.

The day you told me you had cancer, I cried and worried...because the word intimidated me. But you made it seem like just a small bump in the road during your recovery. Your invincibility shined and radiated far distances to everyone. You proved you were stronger. And even now when your gone, strength is all that is seen through photos and messages of you.

No day will ever be the same without you Linds, but I promise to live my life to the fullest and carry your energy and strength with me through life. We will meet again some day, and get the chance to reminisce about soccer and our life struggles as 20ish year olds. God truly received an angel, and never forget that this little bean loves you so much.

To your parents, I want to say thank you for raising an amazing human being. You guys were always the best fans and supporters to have. I will always appreciate the conversations I had with dad about soccer and how Lindsey and I played. The apple didn’t fall far from the tree, and just know that I’m sending lots of love and support your guys’ way.

Lindsey
I miss you, just as I miss our glory soccer days. Our dynamic duo, our sleepovers, and our car rides together everywhere!
You were the BEST juggler and always ended your last touch with a foot haha
You had the best sleepovers and scavenger hunt with clues from the washing machine to the top of the cloud hanging you had in the corner of your bedroom haha
Your family and you loved me when I sprained my wrist at Aubrey's roller skating party and sent me a bouquet that I was totally speechless over.
Your family was the rock of the Central Valley Lightening team! And so glad I got to meet you and your family at the 3v3 tournament back in the day. Coach Aurturo to bottomless gatorades every game to even bringing out the lawn mowers because the grass was too long. I remember it all, just as I remember the smile and laughter you brought to this world.
I still remember to this day, one of my favorite games with you. When we played the FORCE for the first time and beat them. For us it was just another game, but for everyone else it was a "big upset" apparently. We had a natural bond both on and off the field and I appreciated that the most about us.
Though we parted our ways a bit, I have and will always admire the laughter you brought to this world growing up, your willingness to always go the extra mile, and the contagious light you brought to this world.
Lindsey,
as you can tell, you were loved in more ways than you know by your family, your friends, your childhood friends, and even strangers that you met along the way. You had a way to make everyone feel light in their heart when they came into your presence. And that is something this world will miss dearly. Shine bright up there, Lindsey. I will always miss you and you are forever in my heart.
Love you Linds!
And Tom and Jill, know that I will be praying over your family in this time to continue to see nothing but the joy she brought to this world as you did when she took her first breathe. You BOTH are so amazing! So kind! So genuine! Thank you for blessing this world with Lindsey. She will forever be in my heart.
Thank you a million times over. <3
SHINE BRIGHT UP THERE LINDSEY! We all love YOU!

Dear Tom and family,
I never met Lindsey, but I have been admiring her strength and love for life.
I have had many conversations with Sharon about gorgeous granddaughter, who was a true trooper and a beautiful soul. Even though I never met her, I believe she was someone very special and I prayed for her recovery.
I can't imaging how you feel, but please remember she is alive as far as she is not forgotten. God bless you and give strength to you and your family, with love and sympathy.
Inessa

Seeing all these pictures brings back so many memories of ODP, Club and Mitty soccer. I always loved playing against Lindsey because she was such good competition. She was always feisty and never went easy on anyone...Much light how she fought her cancer. Never did she appear to sulk or feel sorry, just motivated and determined to fight the unfair fight. Lindsey has been on my heart especially the last few days since the news. I am so sorry she had to endure this and would like to think she is smiling down on everyone she loved. Thank you for all the memories Lindsey.

Tom and Jill-
One of my first soccer trips was with you and your wonderful daughter to Florida- I can still see her playing - she was a joy to watch play as a small girl and a pleasure to watch play throughout the years -- including at Mitty. She had her mothers looks and smile.. and knowing Tom a bit- some of his tenacity. She always had a hello and a greeting when I saw her- a true pleasure and a great reflection of her family. Blessing to you and your family-
Bob Cullen

I was blessed to meet Lindsey in 2010 when she came to UH Hilo. She was by far the most down to earth, caring, loving, selfless person. She was always willing to do anything for her friends and always down to do anything, no matter how crazy it was.
In her first year at UH Hilo, myself, DeeDee and Lindsey got very close and were basically inseparable at a point and I knew that she was someone that I wanted in my life forever because she was such a loyal friend and free spirited person that made me a happier and better person just being around her.
I also had the opportunity to be an assistant coach in Lindsey's senior season and she was an absolute blessing to have on the team. She was the player that every coach dreams of having because of her selflessness and willingness to do whatever she could to be the best that she could while trying to make the team be the most successful. The most dreaded fitness test for our college players are "Supersets" which may be the most difficult fitness test I have ever seen and Lindsey would constantly destroy the test because of her athletic ability but even more so because her pure determination and wanting to be the best that she could. She was the best advocate for UH Hilo Soccer as she loved this program with everything she had and helped build this program to where it's at and hopefully one day we will rise to the top and she will be with us the entire way. It has been my goal, but now more than ever to make sure this program gets there because of people like Lindsey that have put so much heart and love into this program.
The last time I was able to be with Lindsey was this past November in California as she came down to hang out with myself and Landon while we were out there. We did all kinds of fun things, but the biggest thing I remember was the last day before she left to go home, I was having chills and feeling like I was starting to get sick and I was being a big baby about it and all Linds could think of doing was making sure that I was ok and I was comfortable. It's crazy because this past Sunday afternoon I started to feel exactly how I felt on this day like i was getting sick but 5 hours later it was gone, I think that was Linds reminding me not to be a baby and to be stronger as that morning I was obviously struggling after hearing the news.
That's just who she was, she always selfless and putting everyone else before herself. The most important thing that Lindsey has taught me is life is way to short and precious to have hate and to not be caring, loving, selfless and free spirited.
On Tuesday I had "my memories" pop up on facebook and one of them was a message from Lindsey 7 years prior saying "miss you friend", I will miss her forever but will never ever forget her and our memories together.

When Lindsey and I first met, I knew she was something great. We met at a rooftop restaurant in Honolulu, and hit it off immediately. Our mutual love for Game of Thrones and Mexican food sparked a wonderful relationship, and over the months we began to truly connect. Sadly, I ended up having to move out to Virginia for a few months, and she back to Nevada. This wasn't to be the end of our tale though, as we kept in touch every day and began to make plans for the future. In November, with only a couple weeks until the Marine Corps ball, I invited her out to be my date, figuring she would have to decline due to such short notice and flight expenses. But to my joyful surprise almost 30 minutes after the invitation she had a ticket bought and ready to go! It was an absolute treat to be able to show her some of the more exciting parts of my life and share in the experience with her. After almost a week together again, we had to part ways, me back to Hawaii and her back to Reno and abroad to take care of her resurgent health issues. We didn't let that stop us though, and immediately began planning visits out to her and visits out to see Georgia and my home town. Sadly, these plans will never be. I'm not good with words, and she always made fun of me for being a turd sometimes with me bottling my emotions, saying that I needed to open the bottle sometimes and pour some if it out. Well, the bottles open Lindsey. And it won't stop pouring. I miss you more than anything.

Dear Jill and family ,
 Although I didn't know Lindsay personally , I know that she was a devoted daughter, friend, sister and an amazing young woman who left you much too young. Sending prayers and love to you all.

Lindsey and I ran track together during high school. She was the first of the many younger girls I adopted as my "babies" on the track team, and I can't remember a track practice without remembering her hilarious antics. I was a sophomore and she was a freshman, yet I distinctly remember being in awe of her confidence, her bold spirit, and her fearlessness (especially her lack of fear of our coach). Lindsey, we've watched you fight over these last few years with the same fearlessness and bold spirit I admired in you many years ago and I am so incredibly proud of all the love and inspiration you managed to spread around while fighting the hardest of battles. May your beautiful soul rest in peace.