Birth date: Sep 29, 1972 Death date: Jan 27, 2022
Connie May Phillips, age 49, passed away Thursday, January 27, 2022 in Rogers, Arkansas. She was born September 29, 1972, in Denver, Colorado. Connie never met a stranger. She befriended so many over the years and she loved genu Read Obituary
Connie was a beautiful mess. We are all a mess and all of us are broken. But Connie was kind of like a stained glass window, with all of the broken pieces put together in such a way that God’s light shined through her and the light was even more beautiful. She helped so many people and shared God’s love with everyone she came in contact with. You could never get out of a room without getting a hug from her (or two) whether you wanted one or not. She was so kind. The only cross look I ever got from her was when I told her a couple of years ago that the latest Bronco’s QB was not “the answer”. She gathered great strength from Lance and her family. She was a treasure. We will miss her.
My heartfelt condolences goes out to all of Connie’s family, friends and loved ones. Peace comfort & prayers to you during this difficult time. When Connie & I first met about 15 or so years ago, she came bouncing up to me with a huge smile, introducing herself to me. She said to me, “ You’re not as tall as Rick said you were.” & I was like, “Alrighty then,” We then laughed & she introduced me to other people. Through the years we kept in touch, every now and then, through messenger & FB. I loved watching the videos she so proudly posted of her family; especially her grandchildren. I am glad she found love with Lance. I didn’t know Lance, but the love is so apparent. I was one of the many, who were thankful for Connie’s beautiful, loving, & kind heart. (And she always made sure to extend to me a heart-felt invitation for a Thursday game night of Bunkle(?):) Connie always put other’s needs before her own. She was so beautiful that way. Thank you Connie for always sharing your light & your love. Love, Brenda Ruth
Connie is seven years older than I am and, when you are a 10-year old girl, 17-year old cousins are oh so cool! When we would visit Denver from Wisconsin several times a year, I would watch Connie and Becky with wide eyes and open ears. They were exactly who I wanted to be when I was a teenager. Connie and Becky would let me sleep over at Aunt Judy’s while the rest of my family stayed at Aunt Pat’s. They allowed me to stay in their room and would talk about boys, classes, friends, and all of their teenage shenanigans and I felt so, so special. Connie gave me my first pair of high heels and both girls would send me home with clothes from their closet. Talk about awesome! I remember one specific trip to Denver where Connie got permission to bring me to her Poms practice. She was dancing a routine to “Push It” by Salt-N-Pepa. I remember the details of that afternoon vividly; what she was wearing, how her shoulders looked while she danced the moves, the way her big, curled, blonde hair would bounce as she jumped around. I stared at every move and the way she would mouth the words to a song I wasn’t allowed to listen to when I was home. I felt so cool. She introduced me to her friends and engaged me in their conversations. To this day, that is such a special memory. I talked about it for months back with my 5th grade friends. Even now, as a grown adult woman, Connie had a way of making me feel like that excited 10-year old girl while in her presence. Her welcoming personality made you feel like she had been waiting for you to arrive for days. She had a way of making people feel like the most special person in the room. While out in Denver for Kate and Aaron’s wedding, we had a bbq at Mark and Molly’s house. Connie beamed with her beautiful smile and throughout the whole night, she said, over and over, “We need to see each other more” and When can you come down to Arkansas?” I can still hear her contagious laugh from game night while 15 of us played Telestrations. Connie knew how to bring everyone together in one place and keep people loving their time together while they were there. I know she’s in love with her new home in Heaven and I look forward to the day when she gets to show all of us around and introduce us to the angels. For now, the world is a little bit lonelier and not as bright without her. Jesus took one of the very best home to be with Him and I can only imagine how the trumpets sounded and the angels danced when they welcomed her Home.
I am so bad at talking about my feelings. I miss her more than words can say. Connie and I didn’t talk to each other or see each other on a regular basis but it didn’t matter. The bond we had was amazing. We would talk about everything or nothing and we always helped each other through tough times. She loved her family and friends unconditionally. Aunt Judy (her mom) is 10 years older than me and Connie is 10 years younger than me. No wonder the 3 of us have a special connection. I know I have a new Angel looking out for me and you. I know my Dad, Frank Jr and all the others that are in heaven have welcomed her and she is not alone. I know that my Dad and Connie are going to be watching all the wonderful family events to come and have the best seats. I love you Connie. This is not goodbye but until we meet again. ❤️
This is so hard, she was like a little sister to me. I have so many memories of her. In all of my memories of Connie she is always extremely happy, strong and outgoing. An infectious smile and laugh. We were lucky enough to have both Connie and Becky in our wedding. Some favorite memories are many of us being young playing football against the other kids in her neighborhood and her being so competitive. I love you Connie. So many lives will never be the same without you, but were so blessed to have you. You will be missed by all.
Katelyn and her momma 💜
