We want to start off by apologizing for this being a year late. Writing an obituary for a parent is never easy, especially when unexpected. I guess we didn’t want to face the idea our mom, our whole world, was gone. She was no longer a call away.
A year has passed and the loss of her isn’t any easier. There are days where it seems surreal.
Linda Jean Quistorf died a year ago on April 15, 2017. Her passing was extremely unexpected and sudden. She was surrounded by her loved ones at time of passing.
Linda was born to Warren (Lee) and Delores Hayes on June 5, 1952 in Seattle, Wash. She grew up as a Navy brat, living in different places with her siblings.
Linda went on to meet her husband Michael Quistorf and together they had three daughters. Before meeting Michael, she was a transcriptionist at Whidbey General Hospital where she worked for 40 years and retired.
Linda is survived by her daughters Kimberlee Wise (Trae Greene), son-in-law Justin Wise, Elizabeth Crawford (Tom) and children Tommy-11, Caden-8 and Casey-6 and daughter Michelle Hilyard (Jordan). Also surviving are brothers Lee (Shelley), Michael (Annie), multiple brother and sisters in-law, nieces, nephews and cousins. She was preceded by her husband, Michael Quistorf, her mother and father, Warren and Delores Hayes, sister Leanne Henry, aunt and uncle Marcia and Jack Stafford, aunt and uncle Louie and Bonnie.
Today weighs extremely heavy on our hearts. It has been a year since our mom died and we honestly never thought the day would come. We thought she would live forever. Losing a parent is like losing a part of your soul, your being and reason for everything. To say she was the best mom on the entire planet is an understatment. She was a friend, grandma, wife, aunt, cousin and significant other. She was a fighter. Not only did she beat cancer, but she survived a heart attack and heart surgery. She was a protector of her family. She was the advice you needed when you were about to give up. And the voice of reason when she felt you were wrong. She was the shoulder to cry on at all hours of the day and the good morning text that made any day better. She was more than just a mom. She was everything in our hearts.