NIKKI SUTTON DIMAS

If you knew Nikki, you knew light — not the kind that flickers or fades when things get hard, but the kind that burns steady, even through the storm.

She wasn’t just beautiful. She wasn’t just kind. Nikki was the kind of woman whose love wrapped around people like a second skin. You didn’t have to guess where you stood with her — you felt it. Solid. Certain. Safe.

She loved fiercely, especially when it came to her kids. Winter and Jaxxon weren’t just part of her world — they were her world. She poured her whole heart into being their mom, in ways big and small, in moments that most people would miss if they weren’t paying close enough attention. But Nikki paid attention. To everything. To everyone.

If there was one moment to have back, it wouldn’t be about the big things. It would be to sit down across from her, look her in the eyes, and say the words that sometimes go unsaid until it’s too late:
"You are the most amazing woman. You are an incredible mom. We miss you more than words can hold."

And maybe — just maybe — she'd smile that soft, knowing smile she had. The one that said she didn’t need the praise, but it mattered to hear it anyway.

There are others missing too — Jimmy and Chuck — a whole piece of life that feels like it’s somewhere just out of reach now. The kind of missing that wraps itself around your ribs and stays there.

No one can fill the space Nikki left behind. It wasn't just her laugh or her voice or her fierce love that made her who she was — it was the way she made people feel. Whole. Important. Seen. Safe.

She built that kind of love into the people who were lucky enough to know her. And even now, even in the silence she left behind, it’s still there. In every memory. In every story. In every heartbeat of the two beautiful children she loved more than anything else in this world.

Nikki’s story doesn’t end here. It lives on — in Winter, in Jaxxon, in every life she touched and made a little bit brighter just by being herself.

She is loved. She is missed. She is remembered — always.