Kayla Waldoch

Kayla was born on April 28, 1988 to Bill and Tami Vavak.  She has a brother Spencer Vavak and a sister Billie Daniel. She has three nephews and 2 nieces.

Our beautiful Kayla…I hope as you are looking down from Heaven that you are FINALLY able to see how much you were adored, admired and so, so, loved.

The amount of people that have been affected by your death is a true testament to the impact you had on everyone you met in your 33 short years of life.

This was our baby, our oldest child, our beautiful daughter and as a father and a mother; our everything.

She was a daughter, a granddaughter, a great granddaughter, a sister, a wife, a daughter-in-law, an auntie, a cousin, a best friend, a human being.

With her award-winning smile, sparkling diamond blue eyes, funny sense of humor, loyalty to a fault and calming ways it is easy to see why anyone who met Kayla instantly fell in love with her.

She was an old soul for such a young woman and a complete throwback which made you love her even more. Her style was quite something. She truly never cared what anyone else thought and always stuck up for the underdog.

The beauty she exuberated would take your breath away.

She loved her family, her little dog Piper and her little pups so much. She loved her friends and strangers even on the street.

She love, love, loved rocks, painting, going to the river, taking drives, she loved music and taking tons of pictures.

She loved God so much and thought everyone should be saved. She just loved life. She was always happy and so beautiful. It was not just beauty on the outside because her soul was just as beautiful on the inside.

Her reality was that with those sparkling blue eyes, she never saw what the rest of us saw. She looked in her own distorted mirror and this is what her reflection displayed; and these are her own words she told me many times in her struggles: “I am someone who is determined, insecure, loving, forgiving, emotional, shameful, scared, but I love and trust God with all I have. She continued with; I am everything, but simple. I hate being alone, yet I am addicted to the feeling of sorrow and depression. I am a person who is too insecure to be loved and terrified to be broken. I am hard on the outside but am an emotional train wreck deep within the heart.”

She felt so alone and so different than everyone else because of her diabetes and hated people to know she had it.

These were things she told me the last few weeks she was with me. Then she always, always, always would say, “Mom, I will not die, I promise, God always protects me! Please stop worrying about me I am always ok.

Obviously, that was a promise she could not keep to me. And now I am here trying to pick up all the broken shattered pieces. Her smile, her laugh, her humor, her hugs, her artwork and rock collections and her beautiful blue eyes will be deeply missed by everyone.

Poem: I'm Free

Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free.

I'm following the path God has laid, you see.

I took His hand when I heard His call.

I turned my back and left it all.

I could not stay another day,

To laugh, to love, to work or play.

Tasks left undone must stay that way,

I found the peace at the close of day.

If my parting has left a void,

Then fill it with remembered joys.

A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss,

Yes, these things I too will miss.

Be not burdened with times of sorrow.

I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.

My life's been full, I savored much,

Good friends, good times, a loved one's touch.

Perhaps my time seems all too brief.

Don't lengthen it now with undue grief.

Lift up your hearts, and peace to thee.

God wanted me now, He set me free