I can’t believe it’s been 363 days since you got to RUN & JUMP into the arms of Jesus. I think about you All. The. Time. Today it was while reading from the Devo you sent me titled: ‘Be Still…and Let Your Nail Polish Dry.’ (LOL! Cause you know how much of an ‘all about the sparkle’ Girly-Girl I am!!) Thank you for being an incredible Spiritual Mentor, a voice when I couldn’t speak, &  a safe place to not just hear my heart but, to know my heart. You are missed more than you 
know…Love you Su-Z-Q! Kimmers ~

Your smile (and cute signature wave) could light up a room…gosh I miss you Friend! 

Spending time was definitely Kari’s’ love language. We shared a few coffee (for her tea) times that included long walks and I always felt the presence of love and enjoyed the time very much. 
God bless!
A friend
Kim Lewis 

Karis is known by many for her smile and radiant heart. If you’re one of the fortunate ones privileged to have met her, then you know what I mean. I commonly hear neighbors describe her as a beautiful light in Fairview, Oregon. 

I am not here to say "good bye" to our dear sister, I am here to say "see you soon!" Karis was a deeply committed Christian. I remember thinking years ago, "why is she changing her name?" And after having thought about it a while, and talking to her some about it, I realized that she took very seriously being "a NEW person in Christ." She lived what she believed. (Cor. 5:17).  She also lived a life of love, and that I believe is how we will all remember her.( Cor 13:13). We all saw that in her. Let us continue to honor her memory and love one another. Till we meet again, Karis! -Deb Anderson

Beautiful on the outside but more so on the inside…even though we talked & texted often, this was the last time I saw her in person. February 2017.

She had a real gift of bringing people together. 

I always considered her my Spiritual Mentor. So blessed by knowing her…

Always beautiful with a true gift of hospitality. 

Thank you for:
• these last 30 years of unconditional love & friendship 👯‍♀️
• standing in the gap during some of my darkest days ⛈
• articulating my thoughts & emotions into words when, I couldn’t find them 🤔
• remembering my birthday Every. Single. Year. with the most beautiful & thoughtfully picked out boxes of treasures. 🎁 
• being one of the first people I wanted to share good news with 🎉
• being my forever SIC & Spiritual Mentor 💫
• demonstrating what God honoring marriage looks like with the man of your dreams 💍
• praying for & praying with me 🙏

‘Su-Z-Q’, you will always have a piece of my broken heart…💔 
See you one day soon Sweet Sister. 💕😇💕
Love always, Kimmer ~

Karis is a very dear and much loved Sister in Christ.  You never know when you’ll be without those who mean so much, Karis was the one who stayed in touch and seemed to always know when I needed her most.  I know that she is with Jesus and what could be better. I’m thankful for her family who loved and cared for her during her final days here. She loved you so very much.  God bless and comfort each of you. ♥️

She was always there for all of us and was such a good impact on our life. She was the best grandma and I couldn’t of asked for more. I love her so much and am so glad I got that time with her.

Karis enjoyed hosting company. It was one of our favorite ways to spend time. I'm talking about getting to know other people, whether neighbors, close friends, relatives or children. She especially enjoyed babies. 

Karis has three granddaughters and one grandson. The love she had for her family was stunning, and I learned important lessons in parenting by watching her. Karis would say, "If your children know and believe you genuinely love them, then any parenting mistakes you make are diminished or even inconsequential. Love is the most important message to send to your children."

The Treadmill
When we moved here I was delighted to have an exercise room again. But in my cheapness I bought a tiny treadmill that had a cuteness factor and not a functional factor.  So after watching me not use it for months Ted said we were buying a real treadmill. 
Six weeks ago it was delivered and set up. What a glorious piece of equipment. I hopped on it and spontaneously burst into tears. Ted said that wasn't the reaction he was expecting. "It's Karis", I said. "This treadmill reminds me of her."
When Karis and I would meet at the gym I would get there first because I'm "early".  Karis would get there late because Karis was "late".  I would be on the treadmill feeling irritated with her for being late. Eventually she would waltz in and give me her Karis smile and say really fast "Sorry I'm late."  (I can still hear her saying that so clearly). I'd immediately forgive her. 
Occasionally one or both of us would feel lazy so we would retire to what we called The Corner of Shame to grab a Mojito. 
The Corner of Shame was where the really low recumbent bikes were. You could practically recline while moving your legs in lazy circles. They were quite relaxing. 
Karis and I called them the Mojitos because we fantasized some cute guy would bring us mojitos with little umbrellas on a tray with tasty snacks. 
Mostly we started our gym workout on the treadmills. We would chat but once in awhile we would argue or debate. One time we got into this really inane argument about whether Clinton was having orgies with twelve year old girls on private jets. 
We must have gotten loud because Karis said, "There are a bunch of people hanging around us."  I said, "I guess we are the entertainment."  "Not in a good way," Karis said. 
At that point we departed to the Corner of Shame. We thought it was funny but we decided to take a moratorium on arguing on the treadmill to prevent one of us stroking out. 

Karis was the highest quality human being I have ever known. We were friends for 38 years, and lovers for 24. She was the finest gift God has given me, save the Gift of Himself. I've often said I think I married an angel, and others could see why I felt that way. She loved people, and she knew how to make others feel loved. As her husband, I was privileged to have a corner on her affections and inner-thoughts, free access to her soul, and it was an exceptionally beautiful experience. If you're one of the fortunate ones who came close to her heart, you know what I mean. 

From Jeanne Kotsakis:
Karis of the many coats. 
Karis was my most physically beautiful friend. Her beautiful skin tone, deep look into forever eyes, face shape, body shape, hands and fingernails. Her coloring was exquisite. The interesting thing was I don't think she had a clue. 
Now Karis loved jackets and pastel colors. Not just any color but deep lavender and sea greens. All her colors had to have depth--like her eyes. 
I always knew it was Karis coming down the block first by the colors she wore and next when she got closer by the occasional funky coordinated headband. 
One day Karis asked me to come to your house. She had three jackets she brought home to try to find "the perfect one".  One would be a keeper and the other two would be returned. 
Two of the jackets were almost identical in color and one was an orange tone I hadn't seen her wear before. 
Let us begin:
She tried them on repeatedly. Each one had some positives and some negatives. It was almost like watching a new aerobic exercise trend. Let's try on the coats once more. 
Finally I got tired and sat on your bed. I remember thinking that Karis enhanced the clothing--not the other way around. 
I said, "Karis, you could make a gunny sack look good!."  She said, "You are just saying that because I'm your friend."  "No, I'm saying that because it's true."
Finally I told her to turn her back and I would pick one. To take the others back or take them all back. 
Enough!!!
At that point we both broke into laughter. 

OBITUARY

Karis Carpenter Hill

November 1, 1950 – January 11, 2022

Bateman Carroll Funeral Home

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