Kathleen Miller - A Free Spirit

Kathleen I. Miller
(July 18, 1944 ~ April 26, 2025)

My mom was a warrior born and raised in Red Willow County, Nebraska. They tell me she was a free-spirit who rode on the back of a motorcycle, broke wild horses and shot blue rock for sport.


After high school, she was drawn to the bright lights of the big city and got her degree in Nursing from Creighton University in Omaha. She had found her true calling, taking care of the sick.


She married Bern Miller and along came her three sons: Dan, Doug and Dustin. We couldn’t have asked for a more loving, generous, inspiring person to have as the perfect role model for our journey to adulthood.


When she wasn’t helping to cure the ill she was guiding us through life by sharing her knowledge and experience. She taught us how to endure difficult times and overcome any obstacles that stood in our way.


She was an accomplished horsewoman who had the astonishing ability to communicate with all species of animals and birds. Her cherished yard was a lush, colorful, botanical garden that rivaled anything hung in Babylon.


When grandchildren came into the fold her attention was diverted to spoiling those kids especially at Christmas when family time became a precious gift in itself. Although, before any presents were allowed to be opened, Midnight Mass had to be observed.


She reveled in retirement and traveling to exotic locales was a dream fulfilled. Her favorite adventure had to be exploring the jungles of Panama where she marveled at the wildlife and fascinating culture.


In later years, her physical health began to decline but her mental powers were as super as ever. She strove to understand the Bible, ancient history and other mysteries of the universe through intensive study and note taking.


As I sit here at the old homestead writing these final words, I’m looking out over her Elysian Fields. The peacocks have gathered around the porch waiting for her to come back and talk to them. But, she’s not coming back. My mom has flown to Paradise for all eternity.


So, do not fear, for I am with you,

do not be dismayed,

for I am your God,

I will strengthen you

and help you;

I will uphold you with

my righteous right hand.

Isaiah 41:10



Comments

  1. AnonymousMay 25, 2025 at 3:07 PM

    Dear Dan. Thank you so much for sharing this glimpse of your incredible Mom's incredible life. Ever since we corresponded about your drawing of a sharp shinned hawk (back in 2020 soon after my husband died), I feel as if I know you so well through your website.

    I am doing a blog now too. I think you may appreciate what I write about because it is about Continuing Loving Bonds with our loved ones who have died - by writing about them, honouring their influence on our lives, sharing our spiritual experiences, sharing what we have learned, carrying on their legacies, bringing purpose and meaning to our lives.
    Yours sincerely,
    Linda Hill
    www.continuinglovingbonds.ca

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