On Saturday, December 3, 2022, at 3:45pm, Vicki O’Neal made her great ascent through heaven’s gates – four months after being diagnosed with terminal ovarian cancer.
As a life-long follower of Jesus, Vicki passionately shared her faith to every person she met. Vicki’s spiritual calling was working with the elderly and held tremendous joy in helping those in need.
Vicki was also an outdoor enthusiast who enjoyed gardening. She had a green thumb that could revive the most hopeless of plants. When not in her garden, Vicki would road-trip and often visited the West Coast. Her heart flourished on the beach where she collected unique rocks and shells.
While on her adventures, Vicki wrote about her many life experiences through an online blog and as a free-lance journalist for a local newspaper. In preservation of Vicki’s memory, please visit the website, http://vickioneal.com, to view her stories.
She was born October 23, 1961 at Superior, WI to Wilbur and Irma Last and is survived by her children, Karissa Skirmont of Omaha, NE, and Mystia Skirmont of Omaha, NE. She was preceded in death by her mother Irma Last, only weeks before.
A memorial service is to be announced. No viewing or visitation as she has been cremated.
Instead of flowers, we ask to please give a donation to your local organization in the name of Vicki O’Neal.
Her daughters Karissa & Mystia are handling arrangements. Cards can be sent to 528 N 32nd Street Omaha, NE 68131.
Condolences can be left below and would love to hear stories of how you met Vicki or a fond memory.
My deepest condolences to your family. Thoughts and prayers to each of you!
I know what it is to lose a mother, she walked the walk and now she is walking with Jesus. It won’t be long before we join her in our heavenly home. May your family be blessed with wonderful memories of her.
I am so sorry for your loss, but rejoice that she has made it to her heavenly home. Praying for all her family through this time of grief.
I wish Vicki and I could have one more adventure together! We met the first day of school in 6th Grade, up in Coal Creek Canyon, Colorado. I was new to the Canyon, and had no friends. My Dad, seeing Vicki’s Mom and her, noticed they were neighbors. He asked if maybe Vicki could show me around, since I was new. She smiled and said she would, and we were inseparable until 12th grade. She was the adventurous one, I thought I was too, but she was always the brave one…I let her lead. Well, she is leading once again, she has gone on ahead, heaven got a good one. I love her so much, she will be sorely missed, but only for a while. We will be together again. I know where she is, and am meeting her there in an amazing reunion someday. I will miss all our talks as of recently, realizing how much alike we are, it didn’t matter the time we had been apart, we could still talk for hours. My love to all her family, Mystia, Karissa, my prayers are with you and the rest of the family. Vicki, wish I could ask you “are you dancing with Jesus or just standing in awe of Him”? Is it more amazing than you envisioned? Talk to you soon, my friend of 51 years….