So very sorry to see that Kristen passed away. I can't believe it because she was way too young for this to happen. We grew up together at OCC and our parents knew each other. I alway considered her my little sister. Can someone tell me how she passed? I know it's been a while and I was wondering why I did not see any posts from her on FB especially after the Steelers made the playoffs. Aloha Kristen! RIP
I learned we should always listen to our children’s dreams and encourage them to go after them. Her darling daughter Alex and I enjoy art and most artsy stuff. 🎨
I am heartbroken, just seeing this awful news. Your mom and I go way back. We were fast friends and she was such a wonderful person. I ran into her last summer and she shared her love of you and grandsons, waiting arrival of new one coming.
I’m in total shock. Sending healing hugs, your mom was so proud of you.
I am so saddened to read that Kristin has passed. I was wondering why she hadn’t posted on FB in a while, so checked your page. My thoughts are with you at this difficult time. I had known her since she was 16 and your grandmother and I worked together in Honolulu. When we all moved to the PNW, I would visit in Lake Oswego. You may have been too young to remember me. You were raised by strong women and know you will carry on the Morrow legacy.
Dearest sista and dear friend… my heart aches knowing you are no longer with us. Such a beautiful positive energy and loving spirit all through the years since I met you in 9th grade at our beloved, HSG. Thinking of your amazing daughter, Alex, and your sweet grandson, and my love and heart go out to them especially at this very difficult time.
Love and Aloha- always and forever sweetest girl- I love you!
Kristin lit up a room with her smile, her energy, her positivity. Such lovely memories as a teacher and advisor at HSG. Happy to have connected with her in recent years on FB. Thinking of you, Alex and your son during this time.
We went to the park and she started to talk to the feral chickens, they all started to gather around. I called her the chicken whisperer for the rest of the day.