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Sharon Ann Hill

November 12, 1946 — October 2, 2022

Rocklin, California

Sharon Ann Hill

Sharon was born November 12, 1946 in Hutchinson , Kansas to Clarence (Jack) and Delores Frost.

She was born into a military family who traveled the country and she loved every minute of it with her parents, sister and brother.

She had a devotion to her family that always came first and foremost in her early years. Her parents and grandparents gave her the encouragement to develop this love of family. Her life was grounded in Faith, Family and Friends; thus relationships with God, her Family and her Friends were the most meaningful to her. She was the rock of the family and always gave the best advice.

Sharon had a passion for her job as Office Administrator for Psomas Engineering Firm for nearly 30 years. She fondly remembered working there as a wonderful experience due to the corporate commitment to their employees

Another passion of Sharon’s was love of music.  Her early years were spent in piano and violin lessons. On occasion, her family could persuade her to put on a mini piano concert. She had an eclectic taste in music which included all genres which was evidenced by the many concerts she attended throughout her adult life.

Sharon is survived by her Sister (Jackie), Brother (Larry /Sherry), Husband (Garry), Son (Scott/James), Daughter (Shelby/Tim), Son (Tyler/Amber), Grandchildren (Amanda/Brandon), (Samantha/Josh), (Jake/Casey), (Braxton) and (Dayton). Great Grandchildren (Jade), (Ezra) and (Jessie).

Sharon was a beautiful soul that everyone loved. She had an inner strength with a compassionate and generous heart. She was direct, honest and forgiving.

Sharon’s favorite saying was, “This too shall pass”, which translates roughly to nothing Good or Bad lasts forever.

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The essence of SHARON in a poem

“What is Success?” by Ralph Waldo Emerson

To laugh often and much;

To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children;

To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends;

To appreciate beauty;

To find the best in others;

To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition;

To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived;

This is to have succeeded.

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My mom was so very special in so many ways; she taught me everything I know about family and love, kindness and thoughtfulness, and most impressively, to know one's silent strength.  God knew what he was doing when he chose her to be my mother.  

Even though there is a void in my life, I take strength knowing her love lives on in not only me and my heart but everyone who had the privilege of knowing her.

Even through her pain and suffering, she always asked and wanted to know how everyone else was doing. She cared so much for her family and their well-being, even over her own struggles and worries.

It's hard to say goodbye to our earthly interactions.  I constantly look at my phone, thinking I should call her to see how she's doing.  I know we will surely meet again, sit down over a strong cup of coffee and plan our shopping marathon in Heaven's mall.  Until then, I shall continue to remember her, keeping her memory alive which keeps those treasures alive.  I can hear her voice, saying her mantra, "and this too shall pass."   

See you one day soon, my mother.  Love you "Morely and Surely".  Your son.

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My mom was my person. No matter what was going on in the world, my life or hers,.she made it known that everything would be ok. THAT comfort was peaceful serenity. I’m the most blessed  person to have her as my person…my mom 💕


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Sharon (My Second MOM)

You came into my life at a very young age.  All my memories of you are being such a calm and big-hearted person.  I have told Dad I never knew if you ever got mad or angry as you never displayed this behavior around me.  You always had the voice of reason for me and were always so easy to talk to and loved me as your own child.  Your strength over so many years was second to none.  Nobody could do what you did in this life, and you did it without fail or worrying.

My fondest memory (as I was just reminiscing with Dad) was when I was 19 years old and got my first tattoo. It was during the summer, and I was living with you guys.  I came home with my new tattoo.  He let me know he was not pleased.  You came from the bedroom asking to see it and were so easy going about it.  You asked questions and seemed pleased with what I had done (even if you were not).  You put me at ease with the situation. This was one of many times I recall just needing a calm spirit. 

Thank You for being there for me. We were all so much better with you in our lives. 

I Love you and will miss you.


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My Grandma , Sharon, and I had such a Special Bond. She was my biggest supporter and always gave all her love no matter what the circumstance. My Grandma was so loving, so forgiving and so understanding. But she was also the strongest and fiercest Lady.

Her legacy will continue on through her children, grandchildren and great grandchildren.

I only hope someday to be half the Lady she was.

Amanda Hanson

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When I think of you I feel your warm, magical presence. Your kindness and love left lifelong impressions on everyone who knew you. You were always there for me and supported me no matter what.

It’s hard to believe you are gone. I’ll miss you every day forever.

I love you to the moon and back.


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Sharon is my sister, walking ahead of me on the path towards home.  As I watch from behind, I am drawn to more closely follow on the path, to more deeply trust in our Father’s love, as she did.

I need to go back along the trail to search for things I did not mean to leave behind.  The low mountain song is still in my ears and the faces are there when I close my eyes – they remind me of things I cannot forget.

LF 11/26/91

Call to Me, and I will answer you, and I will tell you great and mighty things which you do not know.

Jeremiah 33:3

It is late at night for her and very dark.  Our Father wakes her.  He does not explain anything but just reaches for her hand.  She is scared but she takes our Father’s hand anyway and lets Him lead her home.

Dear Mom:

I wanted to tell you the news although I think you already know

We’re sending you a gift – a heart, a mind, a soul


Sharon was my inspiration, a feeling that continues to grow

She is my sister, oh I love her so


Please give her a hug for her journey was tough

I know she will be glad to see you, these years since your passing were rough


I imagine you both laughing and hugging and sighing

And I know you’re both happy – we’ll do the crying


Please comfort and love her and tell her we’re OK

Cause I know that she’ll worry as we pass beyond today


So mom, if you would, think of us often

As you welcome her home, her pain on this earth forgotten

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I am home in Heaven, dear ones;

Oh, so happy so bright!

There is perfect joy and beauty

In this everlasting light.


All the pain and grief is over,

Every restless tossing passed;

I am now at peace forever,

Safely home in Heaven at last.


There is work still waiting for you,

So you must not idly stand;

Do it now while life remaineth

You will rest in Jesus’ land.


When that work is all completed,

He will gently call you home;

Oh, the rapture of that meeting,

Oh, the joy to see you come.

Now, like mom and dad, she has taken with her a piece of my heart.  I can’t think of her without tears welling up in my eyes as I recall her kindness and integrity and dignity.  She taught me, through her words and actions, to listen to my life.  “See it for the fathomless mystery that it is.  In the boredom and pain of it no less than in the excitement and gladness:  touch, taste, smell your way to the holy and hidden heart of it because in the last analysis all moments are key moments, and life itself is grace.”

Dignity does not consist in possessing honors, but in deserving them.

Aristotle 322 BC

The tears streamed down, and I let them flow

As freely as they would, making of them a

Pillow for my heart.  On them it rested.



Integrity is not essentially about winning;

It’s about staying whole and being worthy of

Self-respect and the esteem of loved ones.

It’s about being honorable, not as a success strategy,

But a life choice.

Michael Josephson


If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane,

I’d walk right up to Heaven and bring you back again.

And I recall the love she had for her family and how she created a Christian home with family exhibiting love and kindness and respect for each other.  When Mother Teresa was presented with her Nobel Prize, she was asked the question “what can we do to promote world peace?”  She replied, “go home and love your family.”  That was a perfect description of my sister.  We never had a conversation without those feelings coming through loud and clear.  Her death leaves a heartache no one can heal, but my love for her leaves memories no one can steal.  So as I recall the memories of my sister, I thank our Lord for the privilege of being her brother;

Deep love endures to the end, and far past the end.

I am not lonely, I am not afraid, I am still yours.

Robinson Jeffers

My thanks to you is of such a kind

                                As to leave me without words

                                For the extraordinary response

                                It has awakened in my heart.

And I thank her for showing me how to live our faith and what our Lord expects of us.

When it comes to the mystery of death, like the mystery of life,

How can any of us know anything?  If there is a realm of being

Beyond where we now are that has to do somehow with who

Jesus is, and is for us, and is for all the world, then how can we

Know the way that will take us there? 


“I am the way, and the Truth and the life,” is how He answers. 

He does not say the church Is the way.  He does not say His

teachings are the way, or what people for centuries have taught

about Him.  He says He Himself Is the way. It is the truth of being

truly human as He was truly human and thus at the same time truly God.


And the life we are dazzled by in Him, haunted by in Him,

Nourished by in Him, is a life so full of aliveness and light that not

Even the darkness of death could prevail against it.  And the longing,

The faith, the intuition that keeps us at it – is the music of the truth

Trying to come true even in us.


I think that what we are to do is to try to draw near to Him and to

Each other any way we can because that is the last thing He asked

Of us – “love one another as I have loved you” (John 15:12).  And who

Can resist giving our hearts to Him as He says it?

Frederick Buechner

Yet the tears still come as I try to find the words to express the deep sorrow I feel when I realize I will no longer hear the words “hello brother dear” each time I call.  Those words somehow made me feel as if my world would be all right with her around.  But our Christian faith comforts us, for among the most precious words Jesus ever spoke were “I am the resurrection and the life; he who believes in me, though he dies, yet shall live, and whoever lives and believes in Me shall never die.”  Yet even after saying these words, Jesus received news that His dear friend Lazarus had died, and the shortest, bluntest verse in the Bible states “Jesus wept.”

I deeply and truly believe in the words of Jesus, and I am comforted in knowing that I will see my sister soon, but when Scott called me this morning with the news, I too wept.

When peace, like a river, attendeth my way;

When sorrows like sea billows roll,

Whatever my lot,

Thou has taught me to say

It is well, it is well with my soul.

L. Frost

2 Oct 2022

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What can I say about my sister?  We’ve shared a lifetime of memories, laughter, tears, love and so much more.  My sister was one of the role models in the long line of family we came from who love God  and strive to live every day through Him and for Him…never perfect but always knowing that He is there for us if we but just look to Him and for Him in all situations.  Through all her life, He was always at the center.  She often said she would never have been able to go through life without Him.

We often debated and laughed between ourselves about who was the ‘good’ sister and tried to prove it by being better at some silly little thing like be the first to make the phone call to the other one.  I knew that her inner spirit and reflection of God in her life always made her the ‘good’ sister, mother, friend.

My soul has been deeply grieving at my sister’s passing but I know that there is an eternity yet to come - what a glorious blessing!

I love you, my sister, now and through eternity!


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