Mark Alan Stidham 9/11/57 – 9/25/25 I call him dad, even though he’s my step dad, I never felt that way. He has been in my life as long as my late dad was. My children know him as grandpa (when they were little they pronounced it “crappah” and he always laughed about that), and my mom called him her favorite person. I remember when he asked my mom to marry her I prayed with all my heart that I would be able to learn to love him (divorce is hard) because I knew how much she loved him. I am so grateful that God answered my prayers and I was able to grow a love for Mark that only a daughter could have for a father. I once attended a wedding where the bride said that her step dad was her “step-UP dad” because he had made such a positive influence in her life. I like to think of Mark that way for me, my STEP-UP dad. He loved my siblings and me the best way he knew how, he took on 7 extra kids, worked hard to provide for us, and he co-created a legacy with my mom (& with God) that will leave a MARK for decades to come. I visited him in the hospital last week & when I hugged him he whispered in my ear with great effort, “you know you’re not my step daughter right? I love you.” I felt the sincerity and heart in that expression from him. Dad, I love you, YOU are my step-UP dad, a father in every sense of the word, a calling you didn’t take lightly and for that I am forever grateful. On 9/25/25 at 3:36AM Mark took his last breath surrounded by his children and DeAnne by his side. It was peaceful and calm. The room was filled with the spirit and love. I know Mark faced his cancer with great courage and fought valiantly to extend his life, especially for my mom. **Continued in comments.
Mark Alan Stidham 9/11/57 – 9/25/25 I call him dad, even though he’s my step dad, I never felt that way. He has been in my life as long as my late dad was. My children know him as grandpa (when they were little they pronounced it “crappah” and he always laughed about that), and my mom called him her favorite person. I remember when he asked my mom to marry her I prayed with all my heart that I would be able to learn to love him (divorce is hard) because I knew how much she loved him. I am so grateful that God answered my prayers and I was able to grow a love for Mark that only a daughter could have for a father. I once attended a wedding where the bride said that her step dad was her “step-UP dad” because he had made such a positive influence in her life. I like to think of Mark that way for me, my STEP-UP dad. He loved my siblings and me the best way he knew how, he took on 7 extra kids, worked hard to provide for us, and he co-created a legacy with my mom (& with God) that will leave a MARK for decades to come. I visited him in the hospital last week & when I hugged him he whispered in my ear with great effort, “you know you’re not my step daughter right? I love you.” I felt the sincerity and heart in that expression from him. Dad, I love you, YOU are my step-UP dad, a father in every sense of the word, a calling you didn’t take lightly and for that I am forever grateful. On 9/25/25 at 3:36AM Mark took his last breath surrounded by his children and DeAnne by his side. It was peaceful and calm. The room was filled with the spirit and love. I know Mark faced his cancer with great courage and fought valiantly to extend his life, especially for my mom. **Continued in comments.
Mark Alan Stidham 9/11/57 – 9/25/25 I call him dad, even though he’s my step dad, I never felt that way. He has been in my life as long as my late dad was. My children know him as grandpa (when they were little they pronounced it “crappah” and he always laughed about that), and my mom called him her favorite person. I remember when he asked my mom to marry her I prayed with all my heart that I would be able to learn to love him (divorce is hard) because I knew how much she loved him. I am so grateful that God answered my prayers and I was able to grow a love for Mark that only a daughter could have for a father. I once attended a wedding where the bride said that her step dad was her “step-UP dad” because he had made such a positive influence in her life. I like to think of Mark that way for me, my STEP-UP dad. He loved my siblings and me the best way he knew how, he took on 7 extra kids, worked hard to provide for us, and he co-created a legacy with my mom (& with God) that will leave a MARK for decades to come. I visited him in the hospital last week & when I hugged him he whispered in my ear with great effort, “you know you’re not my step daughter right? I love you.” I felt the sincerity and heart in that expression from him. Dad, I love you, YOU are my step-UP dad, a father in every sense of the word, a calling you didn’t take lightly and for that I am forever grateful. On 9/25/25 at 3:36AM Mark took his last breath surrounded by his children and DeAnne by his side. It was peaceful and calm. The room was filled with the spirit and love. I know Mark faced his cancer with great courage and fought valiantly to extend his life, especially for my mom. **Continued in comments.
Mark Alan Stidham 9/11/57 – 9/25/25 I call him dad, even though he’s my step dad, I never felt that way. He has been in my life as long as my late dad was. My children know him as grandpa (when they were little they pronounced it “crappah” and he always laughed about that), and my mom called him her favorite person. I remember when he asked my mom to marry her I prayed with all my heart that I would be able to learn to love him (divorce is hard) because I knew how much she loved him. I am so grateful that God answered my prayers and I was able to grow a love for Mark that only a daughter could have for a father. I once attended a wedding where the bride said that her step dad was her “step-UP dad” because he had made such a positive influence in her life. I like to think of Mark that way for me, my STEP-UP dad. He loved my siblings and me the best way he knew how, he took on 7 extra kids, worked hard to provide for us, and he co-created a legacy with my mom (& with God) that will leave a MARK for decades to come. I visited him in the hospital last week & when I hugged him he whispered in my ear with great effort, “you know you’re not my step daughter right? I love you.” I felt the sincerity and heart in that expression from him. Dad, I love you, YOU are my step-UP dad, a father in every sense of the word, a calling you didn’t take lightly and for that I am forever grateful. On 9/25/25 at 3:36AM Mark took his last breath surrounded by his children and DeAnne by his side. It was peaceful and calm. The room was filled with the spirit and love. I know Mark faced his cancer with great courage and fought valiantly to extend his life, especially for my mom. **Continued in comments.
Mark Alan Stidham 9/11/57 – 9/25/25 I call him dad, even though he’s my step dad, I never felt that way. He has been in my life as long as my late dad was. My children know him as grandpa (when they were little they pronounced it “crappah” and he always laughed about that), and my mom called him her favorite person. I remember when he asked my mom to marry her I prayed with all my heart that I would be able to learn to love him (divorce is hard) because I knew how much she loved him. I am so grateful that God answered my prayers and I was able to grow a love for Mark that only a daughter could have for a father. I once attended a wedding where the bride said that her step dad was her “step-UP dad” because he had made such a positive influence in her life. I like to think of Mark that way for me, my STEP-UP dad. He loved my siblings and me the best way he knew how, he took on 7 extra kids, worked hard to provide for us, and he co-created a legacy with my mom (& with God) that will leave a MARK for decades to come. I visited him in the hospital last week & when I hugged him he whispered in my ear with great effort, “you know you’re not my step daughter right? I love you.” I felt the sincerity and heart in that expression from him. Dad, I love you, YOU are my step-UP dad, a father in every sense of the word, a calling you didn’t take lightly and for that I am forever grateful. On 9/25/25 at 3:36AM Mark took his last breath surrounded by his children and DeAnne by his side. It was peaceful and calm. The room was filled with the spirit and love. I know Mark faced his cancer with great courage and fought valiantly to extend his life, especially for my mom. **Continued in comments.
Mark Alan Stidham 9/11/57 – 9/25/25 I call him dad, even though he’s my step dad, I never felt that way. He has been in my life as long as my late dad was. My children know him as grandpa (when they were little they pronounced it “crappah” and he always laughed about that), and my mom called him her favorite person. I remember when he asked my mom to marry her I prayed with all my heart that I would be able to learn to love him (divorce is hard) because I knew how much she loved him. I am so grateful that God answered my prayers and I was able to grow a love for Mark that only a daughter could have for a father. I once attended a wedding where the bride said that her step dad was her “step-UP dad” because he had made such a positive influence in her life. I like to think of Mark that way for me, my STEP-UP dad. He loved my siblings and me the best way he knew how, he took on 7 extra kids, worked hard to provide for us, and he co-created a legacy with my mom (& with God) that will leave a MARK for decades to come. I visited him in the hospital last week & when I hugged him he whispered in my ear with great effort, “you know you’re not my step daughter right? I love you.” I felt the sincerity and heart in that expression from him. Dad, I love you, YOU are my step-UP dad, a father in every sense of the word, a calling you didn’t take lightly and for that I am forever grateful. On 9/25/25 at 3:36AM Mark took his last breath surrounded by his children and DeAnne by his side. It was peaceful and calm. The room was filled with the spirit and love. I know Mark faced his cancer with great courage and fought valiantly to extend his life, especially for my mom. **Continued in comments.
Mark Alan Stidham 9/11/57 – 9/25/25 I call him dad, even though he’s my step dad, I never felt that way. He has been in my life as long as my late dad was. My children know him as grandpa (when they were little they pronounced it “crappah” and he always laughed about that), and my mom called him her favorite person. I remember when he asked my mom to marry her I prayed with all my heart that I would be able to learn to love him (divorce is hard) because I knew how much she loved him. I am so grateful that God answered my prayers and I was able to grow a love for Mark that only a daughter could have for a father. I once attended a wedding where the bride said that her step dad was her “step-UP dad” because he had made such a positive influence in her life. I like to think of Mark that way for me, my STEP-UP dad. He loved my siblings and me the best way he knew how, he took on 7 extra kids, worked hard to provide for us, and he co-created a legacy with my mom (& with God) that will leave a MARK for decades to come. I visited him in the hospital last week & when I hugged him he whispered in my ear with great effort, “you know you’re not my step daughter right? I love you.” I felt the sincerity and heart in that expression from him. Dad, I love you, YOU are my step-UP dad, a father in every sense of the word, a calling you didn’t take lightly and for that I am forever grateful. On 9/25/25 at 3:36AM Mark took his last breath surrounded by his children and DeAnne by his side. It was peaceful and calm. The room was filled with the spirit and love. I know Mark faced his cancer with great courage and fought valiantly to extend his life, especially for my mom. **Continued in comments.
Mark Alan Stidham 9/11/57 – 9/25/25 I call him dad, even though he’s my step dad, I never felt that way. He has been in my life as long as my late dad was. My children know him as grandpa (when they were little they pronounced it “crappah” and he always laughed about that), and my mom called him her favorite person. I remember when he asked my mom to marry her I prayed with all my heart that I would be able to learn to love him (divorce is hard) because I knew how much she loved him. I am so grateful that God answered my prayers and I was able to grow a love for Mark that only a daughter could have for a father. I once attended a wedding where the bride said that her step dad was her “step-UP dad” because he had made such a positive influence in her life. I like to think of Mark that way for me, my STEP-UP dad. He loved my siblings and me the best way he knew how, he took on 7 extra kids, worked hard to provide for us, and he co-created a legacy with my mom (& with God) that will leave a MARK for decades to come. I visited him in the hospital last week & when I hugged him he whispered in my ear with great effort, “you know you’re not my step daughter right? I love you.” I felt the sincerity and heart in that expression from him. Dad, I love you, YOU are my step-UP dad, a father in every sense of the word, a calling you didn’t take lightly and for that I am forever grateful. On 9/25/25 at 3:36AM Mark took his last breath surrounded by his children and DeAnne by his side. It was peaceful and calm. The room was filled with the spirit and love. I know Mark faced his cancer with great courage and fought valiantly to extend his life, especially for my mom. **Continued in comments.
Mark Alan Stidham 9/11/57 – 9/25/25 I call him dad, even though he’s my step dad, I never felt that way. He has been in my life as long as my late dad was. My children know him as grandpa (when they were little they pronounced it “crappah” and he always laughed about that), and my mom called him her favorite person. I remember when he asked my mom to marry her I prayed with all my heart that I would be able to learn to love him (divorce is hard) because I knew how much she loved him. I am so grateful that God answered my prayers and I was able to grow a love for Mark that only a daughter could have for a father. I once attended a wedding where the bride said that her step dad was her “step-UP dad” because he had made such a positive influence in her life. I like to think of Mark that way for me, my STEP-UP dad. He loved my siblings and me the best way he knew how, he took on 7 extra kids, worked hard to provide for us, and he co-created a legacy with my mom (& with God) that will leave a MARK for decades to come. I visited him in the hospital last week & when I hugged him he whispered in my ear with great effort, “you know you’re not my step daughter right? I love you.” I felt the sincerity and heart in that expression from him. Dad, I love you, YOU are my step-UP dad, a father in every sense of the word, a calling you didn’t take lightly and for that I am forever grateful. On 9/25/25 at 3:36AM Mark took his last breath surrounded by his children and DeAnne by his side. It was peaceful and calm. The room was filled with the spirit and love. I know Mark faced his cancer with great courage and fought valiantly to extend his life, especially for my mom. **Continued in comments.
Mark Alan Stidham 9/11/57 – 9/25/25 I call him dad, even though he’s my step dad, I never felt that way. He has been in my life as long as my late dad was. My children know him as grandpa (when they were little they pronounced it “crappah” and he always laughed about that), and my mom called him her favorite person. I remember when he asked my mom to marry her I prayed with all my heart that I would be able to learn to love him (divorce is hard) because I knew how much she loved him. I am so grateful that God answered my prayers and I was able to grow a love for Mark that only a daughter could have for a father. I once attended a wedding where the bride said that her step dad was her “step-UP dad” because he had made such a positive influence in her life. I like to think of Mark that way for me, my STEP-UP dad. He loved my siblings and me the best way he knew how, he took on 7 extra kids, worked hard to provide for us, and he co-created a legacy with my mom (& with God) that will leave a MARK for decades to come. I visited him in the hospital last week & when I hugged him he whispered in my ear with great effort, “you know you’re not my step daughter right? I love you.” I felt the sincerity and heart in that expression from him. Dad, I love you, YOU are my step-UP dad, a father in every sense of the word, a calling you didn’t take lightly and for that I am forever grateful. On 9/25/25 at 3:36AM Mark took his last breath surrounded by his children and DeAnne by his side. It was peaceful and calm. The room was filled with the spirit and love. I know Mark faced his cancer with great courage and fought valiantly to extend his life, especially for my mom. **Continued in comments.
Mark Alan Stidham 9/11/57 – 9/25/25 I call him dad, even though he’s my step dad, I never felt that way. He has been in my life as long as my late dad was. My children know him as grandpa (when they were little they pronounced it “crappah” and he always laughed about that), and my mom called him her favorite person. I remember when he asked my mom to marry her I prayed with all my heart that I would be able to learn to love him (divorce is hard) because I knew how much she loved him. I am so grateful that God answered my prayers and I was able to grow a love for Mark that only a daughter could have for a father. I once attended a wedding where the bride said that her step dad was her “step-UP dad” because he had made such a positive influence in her life. I like to think of Mark that way for me, my STEP-UP dad. He loved my siblings and me the best way he knew how, he took on 7 extra kids, worked hard to provide for us, and he co-created a legacy with my mom (& with God) that will leave a MARK for decades to come. I visited him in the hospital last week & when I hugged him he whispered in my ear with great effort, “you know you’re not my step daughter right? I love you.” I felt the sincerity and heart in that expression from him. Dad, I love you, YOU are my step-UP dad, a father in every sense of the word, a calling you didn’t take lightly and for that I am forever grateful. On 9/25/25 at 3:36AM Mark took his last breath surrounded by his children and DeAnne by his side. It was peaceful and calm. The room was filled with the spirit and love. I know Mark faced his cancer with great courage and fought valiantly to extend his life, especially for my mom. **Continued in comments.
Mark Alan Stidham 9/11/57 – 9/25/25 I call him dad, even though he’s my step dad, I never felt that way. He has been in my life as long as my late dad was. My children know him as grandpa (when they were little they pronounced it “crappah” and he always laughed about that), and my mom called him her favorite person. I remember when he asked my mom to marry her I prayed with all my heart that I would be able to learn to love him (divorce is hard) because I knew how much she loved him. I am so grateful that God answered my prayers and I was able to grow a love for Mark that only a daughter could have for a father. I once attended a wedding where the bride said that her step dad was her “step-UP dad” because he had made such a positive influence in her life. I like to think of Mark that way for me, my STEP-UP dad. He loved my siblings and me the best way he knew how, he took on 7 extra kids, worked hard to provide for us, and he co-created a legacy with my mom (& with God) that will leave a MARK for decades to come. I visited him in the hospital last week & when I hugged him he whispered in my ear with great effort, “you know you’re not my step daughter right? I love you.” I felt the sincerity and heart in that expression from him. Dad, I love you, YOU are my step-UP dad, a father in every sense of the word, a calling you didn’t take lightly and for that I am forever grateful. On 9/25/25 at 3:36AM Mark took his last breath surrounded by his children and DeAnne by his side. It was peaceful and calm. The room was filled with the spirit and love. I know Mark faced his cancer with great courage and fought valiantly to extend his life, especially for my mom. **Continued in comments.
Mark Alan Stidham 9/11/57 – 9/25/25 I call him dad, even though he’s my step dad, I never felt that way. He has been in my life as long as my late dad was. My children know him as grandpa (when they were little they pronounced it “crappah” and he always laughed about that), and my mom called him her favorite person. I remember when he asked my mom to marry her I prayed with all my heart that I would be able to learn to love him (divorce is hard) because I knew how much she loved him. I am so grateful that God answered my prayers and I was able to grow a love for Mark that only a daughter could have for a father. I once attended a wedding where the bride said that her step dad was her “step-UP dad” because he had made such a positive influence in her life. I like to think of Mark that way for me, my STEP-UP dad. He loved my siblings and me the best way he knew how, he took on 7 extra kids, worked hard to provide for us, and he co-created a legacy with my mom (& with God) that will leave a MARK for decades to come. I visited him in the hospital last week & when I hugged him he whispered in my ear with great effort, “you know you’re not my step daughter right? I love you.” I felt the sincerity and heart in that expression from him. Dad, I love you, YOU are my step-UP dad, a father in every sense of the word, a calling you didn’t take lightly and for that I am forever grateful. On 9/25/25 at 3:36AM Mark took his last breath surrounded by his children and DeAnne by his side. It was peaceful and calm. The room was filled with the spirit and love. I know Mark faced his cancer with great courage and fought valiantly to extend his life, especially for my mom. **Continued in comments.
Mark Alan Stidham 9/11/57 – 9/25/25 I call him dad, even though he’s my step dad, I never felt that way. He has been in my life as long as my late dad was. My children know him as grandpa (when they were little they pronounced it “crappah” and he always laughed about that), and my mom called him her favorite person. I remember when he asked my mom to marry her I prayed with all my heart that I would be able to learn to love him (divorce is hard) because I knew how much she loved him. I am so grateful that God answered my prayers and I was able to grow a love for Mark that only a daughter could have for a father. I once attended a wedding where the bride said that her step dad was her “step-UP dad” because he had made such a positive influence in her life. I like to think of Mark that way for me, my STEP-UP dad. He loved my siblings and me the best way he knew how, he took on 7 extra kids, worked hard to provide for us, and he co-created a legacy with my mom (& with God) that will leave a MARK for decades to come. I visited him in the hospital last week & when I hugged him he whispered in my ear with great effort, “you know you’re not my step daughter right? I love you.” I felt the sincerity and heart in that expression from him. Dad, I love you, YOU are my step-UP dad, a father in every sense of the word, a calling you didn’t take lightly and for that I am forever grateful. On 9/25/25 at 3:36AM Mark took his last breath surrounded by his children and DeAnne by his side. It was peaceful and calm. The room was filled with the spirit and love. I know Mark faced his cancer with great courage and fought valiantly to extend his life, especially for my mom. **Continued in comments.
Mark Alan Stidham 9/11/57 – 9/25/25 I call him dad, even though he’s my step dad, I never felt that way. He has been in my life as long as my late dad was. My children know him as grandpa (when they were little they pronounced it “crappah” and he always laughed about that), and my mom called him her favorite person. I remember when he asked my mom to marry her I prayed with all my heart that I would be able to learn to love him (divorce is hard) because I knew how much she loved him. I am so grateful that God answered my prayers and I was able to grow a love for Mark that only a daughter could have for a father. I once attended a wedding where the bride said that her step dad was her “step-UP dad” because he had made such a positive influence in her life. I like to think of Mark that way for me, my STEP-UP dad. He loved my siblings and me the best way he knew how, he took on 7 extra kids, worked hard to provide for us, and he co-created a legacy with my mom (& with God) that will leave a MARK for decades to come. I visited him in the hospital last week & when I hugged him he whispered in my ear with great effort, “you know you’re not my step daughter right? I love you.” I felt the sincerity and heart in that expression from him. Dad, I love you, YOU are my step-UP dad, a father in every sense of the word, a calling you didn’t take lightly and for that I am forever grateful. On 9/25/25 at 3:36AM Mark took his last breath surrounded by his children and DeAnne by his side. It was peaceful and calm. The room was filled with the spirit and love. I know Mark faced his cancer with great courage and fought valiantly to extend his life, especially for my mom. **Continued in comments.
This photo was taken last week up at the ranch as I rode Mark’s horse, Titan. I didn’t care whether it would hurt my back or not. I needed to do this — for my heart and my soul to begin to heal. Titan was gentle and cooperative that day, almost as if he knew. Maybe he did. Maybe he felt that my heart was trying to make it through another day without the love of my life.” ✨ Thank heavens for social media assistants who lovingly help me post, as I continue to grieve and heal. 😔✨
This photo was taken last week up at the ranch as I rode Mark’s horse, Titan. I didn’t care whether it would hurt my back or not. I needed to do this — for my heart and my soul to begin to heal. Titan was gentle and cooperative that day, almost as if he knew. Maybe he did. Maybe he felt that my heart was trying to make it through another day without the love of my life.” ✨ Thank heavens for social media assistants who lovingly help me post, as I continue to grieve and heal. 😔✨
This photo was taken last week up at the ranch as I rode Mark’s horse, Titan. I didn’t care whether it would hurt my back or not. I needed to do this — for my heart and my soul to begin to heal. Titan was gentle and cooperative that day, almost as if he knew. Maybe he did. Maybe he felt that my heart was trying to make it through another day without the love of my life.” ✨ Thank heavens for social media assistants who lovingly help me post, as I continue to grieve and heal. 😔✨
Even in the midst of heartbreak, her hands keep creating. Our Founder and President, DeAnne, easing back into work—pouring love into every design for the next season.❤️🩹
Day 1 in Seoul did not waste any time. Fast-paced, delicious, fashion-filled, and sprinkled with new friends along the way. The city is absolutely stunning right now, golden autumn leaves, cool air, and those dreamy mountain views wrapping around every corner. We shopped, explored different neighborhoods by subway, wandered wherever the day pulled us, and honestly… had the best time soaking it all in. Seoul, you’re already magic.
Day 1 in Seoul did not waste any time. Fast-paced, delicious, fashion-filled, and sprinkled with new friends along the way. The city is absolutely stunning right now, golden autumn leaves, cool air, and those dreamy mountain views wrapping around every corner. We shopped, explored different neighborhoods by subway, wandered wherever the day pulled us, and honestly… had the best time soaking it all in. Seoul, you’re already magic.
Day 1 in Seoul did not waste any time. Fast-paced, delicious, fashion-filled, and sprinkled with new friends along the way. The city is absolutely stunning right now, golden autumn leaves, cool air, and those dreamy mountain views wrapping around every corner. We shopped, explored different neighborhoods by subway, wandered wherever the day pulled us, and honestly… had the best time soaking it all in. Seoul, you’re already magic.
Day 1 in Seoul did not waste any time. Fast-paced, delicious, fashion-filled, and sprinkled with new friends along the way. The city is absolutely stunning right now, golden autumn leaves, cool air, and those dreamy mountain views wrapping around every corner. We shopped, explored different neighborhoods by subway, wandered wherever the day pulled us, and honestly… had the best time soaking it all in. Seoul, you’re already magic.
Day 1 in Seoul did not waste any time. Fast-paced, delicious, fashion-filled, and sprinkled with new friends along the way. The city is absolutely stunning right now, golden autumn leaves, cool air, and those dreamy mountain views wrapping around every corner. We shopped, explored different neighborhoods by subway, wandered wherever the day pulled us, and honestly… had the best time soaking it all in. Seoul, you’re already magic.
