Tasha was born Nov. 11, 1973 as Nadasha Anela Vimahi.
I didn’t mean to say Nadasha, the way it was, she was born Nadasha.
And then, the person she is….at the age of 12 she decided “ I need to change my name, it’s the wrong way of saying it, Mom and dad are fobs”.
So she went ahead got the paperwork done, changed the “d” to a “t”.
(laughter)
Growing up with Tasha was fun but hard. She was such a perfectionist. Everything was organized, I tried to be like her that’s why it was hard. Everything was perfect, everything was organized, everything was labeled.
She remembered everyone’s birthday from Laie, Kahuku, and Hauula.
She was an amazing sister. She always took care of us. I think that’s why it made it extra hard. She was always scolding us knowing what was right when we were doing wrong.
She lived that way throughout her whole life. She always told people what they needed to be doing.
The children she taught, our children, my children, and I’m sure along with all my five other sisters, they were more afraid of her then they were of us. Because she had things her way because they were the right way.
Tasha made everyone feel comfortable, everyone feel welcomed with that big bright smile of hers.
In high school, when I was having a rough day or even a rough week, Friday night would come along and I would just hang out at home. Didn’t want to go with any friends or former girlfriends
She would always say, " Get ready we’re going."
Like where we going? I always have to go out with your friends! (laughter)
It was never just she and I, it was all those ladies in pink today. I had 15 girlfriends each Friday night.
Anyway she surrounded herself with great friends. I can not think of any other true great group of friends that I’ve ever had or even any friends that I’ve ever known and their group of friends. She was such an example to all of us and them and they showed their love and support throughout this whole ordeal. I live in Utah and every time I called, one of the ladies in pink were there.
She was such an inspiration to me that I was not afraid to wear pink to work on the construction sites.
I know I was hounded, everyone tested my manhood. Until I started putting pink ribbons on my shirts at work. Everyday I wore one. I had more pink shirts than my wife.
I know my kids and my nieces and nephews will miss her so dearly
I named one of my daughters Natasha and I hope she can live up to the life of her namesake.
And I just want you to know I love my sister very much and I know she loved all of you.
She always told me I was her favorite brother and I was like dah and she was like
no, you’re my favorite brother.
I just want to leave these stories with you and my testimony of this church, that I know this church is true. I'm so glad Tasha you’re back in heaven paving the way for us
to be together again.
I know she lived her life the way she should’ve that she could be that vehicle for us to return to her and to our Father in heaven.
I want to tell you all that I appreciate all your support, this community has been so strong for our family! Not only here in Hawaii but our community in Utah. Everyone from the north shore to Utah.
And I leave this testimony with you humbly in the name of Jesus Christ, amen.
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