Honoring a Life & Seeking Prayer

With both gratitude and a heavy heart, I write to share that my father -- Bob Acker -- passed away peacefully this past Thursday at the age of 86. Many of you have reached out with kind words and heartfelt prayers, and I want to thank you for your compassion and care.

In addition to this personal loss, I have been navigating some health challenges of my own. Last week, I was admitted to St. Vincent's Hospital from Tuesday to Thursday for a surprising struggle with vertigo, which was exacerbated by atrial fibrillation. Though my heart symptoms have thankfully subsided, the vertigo persists -- bringing with it a constant sensation of the room spinning, difficulty focusing, and frequent nausea. Doctors currently suspect an inner ear issue, and I have several follow-up appointments in the weeks ahead as we seek clarity and relief.

I was released early from the hospital on Thursday when we learned that my dad was actively dying at Meridian Park Hospital across town. By God’s grace, I was strong enough for a few hours that day to meet my brother at The Springs in Sherwood, where together we were able to tell my mom that her husband of 61 years had left this earthly life. This week, we would appreciate your prayers as we help Mom transition from their large independent living apartment into a smaller studio space, a move that carries both emotional weight and logistical complexity.

Many of you knew my dad as a pioneer in his field. He was a ground-breaking vascular surgeon in the Portland area, once serving as President of the Portland Surgical Society, and in his spare moments he loved to garden and travel with family. But more than that, he was a man of quiet faith, a lifelong Presbyterian, and a devoted Elder. His legacy is one of service, intellect, humility, and love.

We warmly invite all who wish to honor his life to attend his Memorial Service, burial, and reception on Saturday, August 9, beginning at 9:30 a.m. at Skyline Memorial Gardens, 4101 NW Skyline Blvd. in Portland.

In this season, I am reminded that grief and healing are not linear journeys. And I also trust that we do not walk them alone. Thank you for holding my family -- and me -- in your prayers.