Kim Sackett

Birth date: Apr 27, 1940 Death date: Jul 11, 2018

Kim Sackett, nee Kim Sun Ok, 78, born April 27, 1940 in Seoul, Korea, went to be with the only father she knew, her Lord and Savior on Wednesday, July 11, 2018. She was a child of war, orphaned two times, and overcame much adversi Read Obituary

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George B Sackett

169w ago

Well my love ..here I am still getting along like a misfiring one cylinder engine..I got a lot of toys to occupy my time..just to fill up the vacuum you left.. every nite I look at your picture..still shedding a few tears every time..I miss you so much and my love if anything is stronger and more perfected..I don't know how long God wishes me to remain here, every nite I ask to be with you.. I am still wanted by a few, sadly not our children..I think I may have screwed up not having you be involved in the life of my child.. He needed us more than any of the others. But we can not go back and fix any of the things we did wrong..I am grateful that he enjoys my company now that we are both adults.. I love you my darling, can't wait till I am with you once more..

George

262w ago

What a chore you left me my love. We accumulated so much during our life and now I must decide what to do with all of it. It's a strange mix of emotions. I want to keep all of it, I want to keep none of it. The kids take much which is OK with me..But, sometimes I think too much and other times not enough.. Much of the time I just want to walk away with the clothes on my back and one change of clothes. Walk anywhere in any direction until I can't walk anymore, until I become just another proof that energy cannot be destroyed only changed. Many people ask if I will marry again, it's what you said you wanted me to do. But each day reinforces the knowledge that it will not happen. While it is true that I am hungry for the touch, smell, taste of a woman, it is only your touch, smell and taste I desire. Women I see, are just blank figures, some kind of mobile cutout. Not much else than a shadow or illusion of reality. How long must I endure? Existing in this in between realm of life and death. Until you swoop down and pick me up?

George

265w ago

I still do not know how to go on my love..words from here or there are just flies buzzing in my ears. Nonsensical, useless. Each nite I seek you in my dreams with tears in my eyes.. I would give God all the remaining days of my life for one more day with you and then to sleep with you forever. But you there and me here is like being continually in a spin dry cycle, or being squeezed through an old fashion washing machine wringer.. it just goes on and on.. no light at the end of a tunnel, no hope for a better day or even a better hour.. It's all just soot and ashes.. I do the best I can each day, for others, with no joy or happiness for me..what others expect me to do, want me to do..not what I need to do. I promised I'd stay for our kids, but I can not help but hint to God that maybe its better that I don't stay. I promised my father I'd care for my mother but its a promise I never thought I'd have to do alone, without you.. Forcing myself to move on is tearing me apart, likewise not moving on.. The only solace is insensible sleep or better, dreams of you in the dark and the touch of your lips..

George

273w ago

Every day your candle burns in my heart, every day I think of you, every day I pray for you, every day I shed a tear for you. writing on this site or others of you helps me through the day, but the hurt remains and does not diminish. Life is meaningless with out you.

George

294w ago

in honor of Kim.

A large, lit white candle with a subtle wax drip on a beige background, accompanied by a white and pink paper flower on the right side.

George

294w ago

Every day since you left is an eternity of loneliness. I keep putting one foot in front of the other not knowing where I am going. No plan, no goal. Hoping that if I keep moving some how, sometime there will be a light showing me the path to you.

George

326w ago

Well My Love that was quite a celebration you visited on us in memory of the day you left the world the rest of us remain in. Who would have thought that you would cause the building to have a pwr surge causing enough interruption of service that we were out of the building for a day and half.. Some may call it a coincidence, but not me. I know better. All I can say is Thank You.... Finally got rid of the old yellow refridge replacing it with something that we need more, an upright freezer. Without you here there is not much need for anything except frozen food cooked in the microwave. I tried to stay busy yesterday, keeping the tears at bay and for the most part I was successful. But that is only the outward symptom of suffering. The pain inside remains throbbing, pounding with each heart beat. never going away. I know that you are all around us each and every day 24/7. Never the less we will be visiting your grave tomorrow and I will stop by my grandmother's and grandfather's graves as well. Sometimes it feels as if more of my loved ones have stepped into the next life than remain on this side of the curtain. Once in a while I can see dimly to your side but its difficult to be satisfied with that infrequent glimpse...... It's true that I do what I can when I can. But I find myself seeking often the insensibility of sleep or better dreams of you, making my existence bearable. Just to pass the time until you and God lift me out of here and I can be with you again. What a good time we'll have then! I love and miss you so much Kim.

Cindy Rosado

326w ago

in honor of Kim.

Cindy Rosado

326w ago

Hi mom. I miss you and love you so much. I know that you are with God and are no longer in pain. And I can see you working in the garden and creating beautiful things in heaven. But, I am selfish and wish you were here. I pray to God every night to please to tell you how much I love you and that you are resting in peace. You know we will all be ok, because that is what you expect of us. But it still does not fill the empty hole in our hearts. I will continue every day to remember you and to live a good life and try my best at what ever I do and to be tough, because that is what you taught. I love you and I am grateful that God made you my mom.

George Sackett

327w ago

Oh my beautiful Darling, I do not know how I have survived even this short time in this life/reality while you live in another. My tardiness in joining you cuts like a knife every hour of every day. But I promised you and our kids that I would leave such things in God's hands. There is no Joy or Happiness, just an existence. A putting on of a façade so no one knows how tenuous is each breath I take..I go through motions of life without partaking of life. I try to do things for others but the truth be told I am placated just watching the world go by without me. If it is at all possible I love you more than before and I miss you more than life itself. I wait for you to come and take my hand so we can be together again. Now is even too late!

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