Death, Be Not Proud

Kristi G. Bringhurst Clark 


Kristi G. Bringhurst Clark
1970 ~ 2011
Our sweet wife, mother, daughter, sister and friend Kristi G. Bringhurst Clark, age 40, passed away in Salt Lake City, Utah on Thursday, September 22, 2011 following complications of a massive stroke.
Kristi was born November 20, 1970 in Murray, Utah to Vickie Dawn Dorman and Gary P. Bringhurst. She graduated from Davis High School, 1989 and was a barber by trade. She married Anson Bowen Clark, November 28, 1989 in Farmington, Utah. Their son Anson Bowen was the light of her life. She enjoyed rollerblading, tennis, hiking and being outdoors. Kristi loved a joke, piano, music, and was artistic. Kristi was a kind, gentle, loving, and generous woman who brought happiness and joy to those in her presence. She was a devoted wife, mother, and daughter. She is loved dearly and will be missed profoundly. She gave to all who knew her and was an organ and tissue donor in death.
She is survived by her husband, Anson Bowen Clark, their son, Anson Bowen, Farmington, her mother Vickie Dawn Dorman (Steve), father Gary P. Bringhurst (Sandy), siblings, Tiffany E. Gatten (Rick), Jason Bringhurst (Jen), Star Jaques (Jeff), Steven (Emilee), step siblings Jeni Newson, Mandi Young (Brent), Ashley Holcomb (Nate), and many nieces and nephews. Preceded in death by her sister Amber and brother Ryan.
A celebration of Kristi's life will be held at 11:00 a.m. Friday, September 30 at the LDS Farmington Fairway Chapel, 1533 North 1075 West, Farmington, Utah.
Published in Deseret News on September 28, 2011

 Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
 Mighty and dreadful, for thou are not so;

 For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me. From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,
              Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow,

 And soonest our best men with thee do go,
                         Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery.

 Thou'art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,
                    And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,
 And poppy'or charms can make us sleep as well
                 And better than thy stroke; why swell'st thou then?

One short sleep past, we wake eternally,
And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.
~John Donne



Grandma Honey said…
What sweet pictures and words of hope on such a sad day. I'm hoping conference this weekend will bring some comfort to her family.
alison said…
LOVE all these pictures. i'm so glad you are diligent with your camera. love seeing all these family faces. love you.
Cath said…
So powerful - the pics next to Donne's words. Grieving for you. Loving you.

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