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Although I didn't know Rebecca for very long, I have two memories stamped in my mind. The first was from last summer 2015. Our homeschool group ASA had the parents be in a goal setting class over the summer. Rebecca was in my group. For an hour a week I watched Rebecca's face online as we had our class. Rebecca spoke often of her desire to be a better mother, to raise her kids well, to know if she was good enough. There was such passion and love as she spoke of her children. I thought, "There's someone that is passionate about being the best mom she could be." I hoped to get to know her better. The second experience I had with Rebecca was while our boys were in Ecuador on the humanitarian trip. Their return planes were delayed so it was uncertain when they'd land in SLC. Rebecca and I texted throughout the night as we heard updates. When the time approached for the boys landing, I got a text from Rebecca apparently when she arrived at the airport saying "I must be the first one here. When are they coming?" Then a few minutes later another text, "They're here!!!!!!!!!" It made me smile to feel her excitement. As I've thought about the text conversation, I find it similar to Rebecca now. Again she's the first one there. Again she's waiting. What joy she will feel to see her family again, like she felt to see Tyler again. As my son Adam spoke of the great moments in Ecuador, Tyler was always apart of his stories. Adam spoke so highly of Tyler and was so glad Tyler went and that they could be roommates. As Adam spoke of Tyler, I thought of my summer class with Rebecca and thought how Rebecca was doing much better as a mother than she thought she was.
(email from Heather after the funeral) To Becca's Family, My heart is full of gratitude to your beautiful family - MaryAnn and Robert and children, and Andrew and children - for the Memorial Service yesterday. Often, funerals are thought of as something we do for the loved one we have lost, and those attending outside of the immediate family are supposed to be the support and comfort to those experiencing the greatest pain. In this case, however, your incredible faith, testimony and heavenly love were a profound blessing and comfort to me, and to all who attended. I am in awe, that in a time of such intense sorrow, pain and shock, you could find the faith and strength to lift all of us. I was so thankful to you for sharing some of the tender mercies you have experienced to help you find peace with the timing of Becca's death, which otherwise seems so cruel. To be able to see evidences of Heavenly Father's divine love and awareness brought peace to my heart that I had been struggling to find. And seeing the sorrow, but not despair, on your faces...I am in such awe of you all. Watching Annie's joy-filled countenance bursting with light and love as she sang at her own mother's funeral was one of the most sacred experiences I have ever had. After I could hardly sing the opening hymn myself out of sorrow for those precious children and what they have lost, I was so touched and amazed to see the faith of this sweet girl. I am so grateful to have known Becca. Her ability to combine determination and conviction with gentleness and serenity always amazed me. Her awareness of others and ability to show genuine love, her eternal perspective, and of course, her extraordinary mothering, will continue to bless my life and make me a better person. Thank you for finding a way, in your deepest sorrow and pain, to bring so much peace and comfort to others. And thank you for sharing your precious Becca with us during her short life, and even after her passing. I know that even with such inspiring faith as you have, there is a lot of pain and sorrow and difficulty ahead. My prayers, thoughts and heart will continue with you all. Much love and gratitude, Heather Byrd
i have wanted to put a memory here for a long time but it is hard to choose one, or say it the right way. But since it is one month since Becca passed away I wanted to write something. And since it is my daughters angel day tomorrow, this is what I have on my mind. I posted this earlier: 1 month--since becca passed away. 11 years--(tomorrow) since Kennedy passed away. All day I have been thinking about Becca and Kennedy. How can she really be gone 1 month already? How can she really be gone 11 years already? What is she doing? And what is she doing? And though the questions ended up being the same for some things the answers probably were different. But at the same time I am hopeful that, just maybe, they were the same. That maybe they could be together. Sometimes. I know there are numberless people that are not with us anymore, but really I feel that those two are both so close to me that of course they would get along perfectly. That they must be drawn together? And really, they have met before. One example is shown in the two pictures of each of our families a month before Kennedy was diagnosed with cancer, where we met at the zoo. We are all so young. So many of life's changes hasn't changed us yet. But this is what amazes me. What becca knew would help me, before. Before what? Before so much more life. Before your road gets diverted, and turned around, and blown up. What's even crazier is that she did things that even now I'm finding that I needed. After she is gone. How did she know what to do before? Because I feel like everything I do, is redo what I should have done. And not even right after the first time I realize it, but like the hundredth time I should have. In honoring Becca I have been remembering memories and realizing how they changed my life, so this memory is a collection of all the things Becca did for me, with me, after Kennedy became sick and then passed away. I won't list all of these things, because first, there are just too many things, second, they are very close to my heart, and third, there are other wonderful and amazing people that helped me immeasurably and I could never compare such outpourings of love. Please know I am still remembering them, too. Becca, I will try to remember, finally, to do things before...not after. Just as your family has adopted your words..."and so...I keep trying." In honoring Kennedy, I have realized through this last month as we come to 11 years, that even though my road was blown up, that eventually, finally, I can see that even though that road will never connect to this road, (I will never be the same person I was before), and where I landed might still be bumpy,...yet it is still there, and I'm still moving. Thank you Becca for continuing to change my life for the better. Miss and Love you, always.
Rebecca is one of the kindest people I know. She was a natural nurturer and she showed it through her actions again and again. Whenever there was a need, she was there to help no matter what. (Thank you, thank you, Rebecca, for rescuing me from that huge black widow!) She had the unique ability of perceiving the true needs of others and knowing how best to meet those needs in her own gentle, sincere way. One of my favorite memories of Rebecca was when she shared with me the story of how she and Andrew met. I can still see her shy smile as she recalled the events. The other thoughts I have of Rebecca revolve around her being a mother. There is no doubt that she absolutely loved being a mom to Tyler, Robbie, Annie, Luke and Emma! I will always miss you, my dear friend! You inspired and helped me in countless ways. I can truly say that my life has been made better because Rebecca was my friend. Love you!
In my memory, Rebecca always has a smile. She radiates light and happiness. I loved watching her with her family in church. It was obvious by the way she held, cuddled and kissed her babies that they were loved and appreciated. I could tell she was so proud of her children! And I loved the admiring way she looked up at her husband. Doing even the smallest thing for Rebecca elicited appreciation --she expressed gratitude for any little kindness she received. She always greeted me with a smile and a kind word.
I met Becca in September, 1988. She was a third grade student at Travilah Elementary, and I was beginning my internship as principal. Academically, Becca excelled, and she demonstrated outstanding character as an individual and in her interactions with others. When her mom told me that Becca had become a teacher, I secretly hoped that she would come back to Travilah. Through Mary Ann's yearly Christmas letters, I was able to see Becca's family grow, and I marveled at all that she was accomplishing. It was a joy and a privilege to know Becca; and I will remember her. My sincere and heartfelt condolences to the entire Pincock and Parsons family.
I can't imagine life without you, Becca. I'm so grateful I had all three of my children when I could use you as my constant lifeline and mentor; oh, how you influenced so many of my choices as a mother! From the way I gave birth to how I chose to teach my children, I was always watching and learning from you. Who will I call for help for every medical concern, or where can I go to get some breast milk for pink eye? I will miss you when I read a good young adult book that I know you would have loved and will treasure the books we read and discussed together. I'll think of you every time I watch So You Think You Can Dance and remember our good times eating treats and watching it together in my bed or on my couch. Your presence will be missed at every good dance party, your bouncing pony tail and tennis shoes are fixed in my mind. Music will always take me back to the concerts and good times we shared, what fun we had. I hate that I'm being forced to move forward and live the rest of this life without you, my mentor, my sister, my friend. How can I raise my children without you? I will need you so many more times in this life... I have to believe that Heavenly Father will not leave me all alone and I know that as I turn to Him I can find peace and comfort. I believe it, I count on it. I will need it. Happy Birthday Becca! I will always love and miss you.
I miss Becca! Becca and I have known each other since high school. She has always supported me in the various paths I've chosen, never once passing judgement, always with a full heart. She was the very best listener I knew and was such a devoted mother, she had such a quiet confidence about motherhood, it came so natural, and I went to her for advice, she loved supporting others. Becca always made time to visit me when she was in Maryland and I fondly remember catching up each time. I visited her house once when she lived in Silver Spring and I remember sitting on the couch downstairs, next to a few mounds of laundry waiting to be folded. I thought, this must be what it's like to have a big family, so much laundry to fold. Then she told me she was homeschooling the kids, and I was taken aback, she was so committed! I don't want to think about life without Becca, I want her to be able to hold her children, comfort them, laugh with them. She will forever be missed. Love you Becca!
I just cannot wrap my mind around the fact that she is gone. I want to tell her simple things like... you look great in green, love your haircut to your shoulders, your children are BEAUTIFUL, your son looks like Robbie, thank you for all your goodness (well this is no small thing!), and I want to wish her so many more wonderful Kodak moments. But I know you are in the greatest of places and happy. Until we meet again sweet girl..... Love you Becca! Hug Christina for me.
My favorite memory of Becca was seeing her in the temple with Andrew. I'm not sure why that was so striking in my mind but I still remember it. She had young kids at the time but still found time. I loved watching her as a mother and followed many of her mothering tips and incorporated her birthing ideas into how i birthed my babies. What a kind soul she was. I mourn her departure from this life. It was too soon. My mind isn't big enough to understand God's plan on this one but I hope someday it will be.
Mother of five, devoted wife, Gave all her love and care in life. In death she sleeps an angel fair, awaiting friends and family there!
Our thoughts are with the family. We love and are happy to have been a part of the Pincock family all these years. I know the grandparents welcomed her into the fold. But we will miss her here. We love you. June and Carl
I was the school library media specialist at Travilah ES in Maryland which Becca attended as a child. Her mother volunteered in the library. We often talked about family and shared grandmother stories. I know how wonderful it was for Mary Anne to have Becca's family nearby for quite a while. I am shocked to hear this news today. What a loss to the world as well as to her family! Becca was a bright light. God bless her husband and children and give them strength. She has blessed them with love and devotion and created so many happy memories. Please accept my condolences.
Becca was an amazing mother and friend to all who met her! I knew Becca from Maryland. My husband was attending med school, at the time, and I met Becca at church. I immediately found out that she was a runner. I was so excited and asked if I could run with her. I loved those runs with Becca. We chatted while we ran and it was so fun getting to know her. I found out she homeschooled and loved chatting with her about it. It was evident that she was deeply devoted to her children and their well being. She gave everything to them. Becca loved her children and she loved Andrew deeply. Becca your example of motherhood has touched me deeply. Love you sweet running friend! Your sweet family are in our prayers!! Much love, Dana
I loved everything about Becca. When Amy and I were freshmen in college, I remember feeling homesick a lot in the beginning and Becca and Andrew would have us over to their apartment for games and movies and Cafe Rio every single weekend. I fell in love with her kindness and accepting nature. I wanted to be just like her. I will never be able to eat a sweet pork salad without thinking of her. A couple years later, I went on a family trip with the Parsons to St.Thomas because that's the kind of family she has--so generous and kind and accepting. Amy and I had bought this horrible looking swimsuits from D.I. as a joke to wear in front of her family. Becca immediately started complimenting us on how cute they were. She was ALWAYS that kind and sweet. I never heard her day a negative word about anyone. And she loved gray sweatpants as much as I do. I miss her terribly.
My favorite memory of Becca goes back to when she was just a few months old. Mary Ann and Robert were coming through our old home town where I worked at the bank. Mary Ann brought this beautiful baby all wrapped up in little blankets to the bank so we could see her. Becca's hair was standing tall, tall, tall and nothing Mary Ann could do would make that hair lie flat. It was adorable! Becca was a joy then, now, and forever.
What a joy it was to have Becca just a few doors down in the BYU dorms during freshman year. She was so fun, genuine, warm, accepting, hilarious, and grounded. Her aura of love and warmth was palpable. She is one of those people whom I still think about often - how much I admired her, and how much I wish that we had been better able to keep in touch over the years. What an amazing woman!
I remember always thinking Becca was so beautiful and small. I was jealous someone could have so many sweet babies and still look so good! When I was pregnant with my first child, my mom recommended I talk to Becca about natural childbirth, and my cousin Esther told me Becca taught a birth class. I figured who better to learn from than the master! I was planning a natural childbirth, but I felt so much more empowered after Becca taught me some of the awesome things she knew. By the time I was 35 weeks, I had a bad experience at a hospital involving kidney stones. I saw Becca the next weekend at a family party and told her about it, and how I thought I'd still try my luck at the hospital for this birth, and maybe try a birth center next time. She smiled politely and nodded. I asked her what she thought. She said something like, "you should do what you want to do" but I kept asking what she thought. After a while, she said, "if you're planning on doing it next time, why not do it this time?" I knew she was right and I had some toughening up to do! Why had I pressed her?? Haha.. So my birth went amazing. Becca emailed me and talked to me about it when I saw her. She always made it seem important to her. My point is, she gave me an amazing gift. She changed my life. I have had beautiful, amazing, empowering experiences, and Becca is the reason for them. She taught me to not be afraid, and to trust myself. It has trickled into many other aspects of my life. I wouldn't have done it without her. I'll always be grateful for that. I wish I could have known her longer. I wish I hadn't wasted my time with that lovely person just asking her baby and childbirth questions. What an amazing person. I miss her. I selfishly wish she could have stayed here for all of us who loved her. I'm actually nervous to see her again and try to live up to her once again! Imagine all the things she is doing now. I want to say thanks to Becca for making my life better.
When I think of Rebecca, I just laugh because we had so much fun together while students at the BYU Jerusalem Center. She was very fun, friendly, kind and adventurous. One day we decided that we would go explore the Old City together with another friend, Nate Sanders. We took a different road that day than we normally took and stumbled upon a site that said "Birthplace of the Virgin Mary." It was old and falling apart (and probably not authentic) . Really it looked more like a hole in the wall, but we decided to check it out. There was an old Arab man with a nearly toothless grin (his remaining teeth were stained by red tea) who guided us around his little cavern. It was odd and we just chuckled a little as he proceeded to show us his make shift memorials, burning candles and a bowl of holy water (I think he actually offered to baptize us on the spot). Anyway, it was an interesting stop. The short tour ended and as we were leaving, he first grab my face and planted a huge kiss on my lips. I was in complete shock and before I could react, he grabbed Rebecca's cheeks and planted a greasy kiss on her lips (I am sure she almost hurled). I didn't even have time to react to warn her what was coming. We promptly left. We were stunned and then vigorously wiping our lips as much as we possibly could, we burst out laughing. We were so caught off guard and so grossed out, but we couldn't stop laughing. Needless to say, we never went there again, but that is my favorite memory with Rebecca. I actually do have a picture of us standing there after we had been kissed. It still make me chuckle and she really was such a good sport. When I think of her, I think of her pure, gentle, playful soul and beautiful smile. I was blessed to know her and spent one of the richest parts of my life in the Holy Lands with her. My heart goes out to her family. I know her sweet legacy will live on through her beautiful children. Love you friend.
Just want to share our love and prayers with your family at this time... We just have memories of Becca when you were all up visiting Ben and Taba in Salt Lake and the sweet mother she was. Our hearts are heavy with this sad news. Sending our love to all of you!