Roberta Ruth Myers, 86, of Richland, Washington, passed away peacefully on October 26, 2025, surrounded by her loving husband as she returned home to her Heavenly Father and Savior. She was born on June 27, 1939, in Denver, Colorado, to Ruth and Wilson Kirk. In 1944, her family moved to Richland, and her grandparents owned a farm in Benton City.

Roberta had a strong and devout faith in God and her Savior. She enjoyed studying the Bible, reading scripture, and saying the Lord’s Prayer. She collected meaningful quotes and loved listening to her favorite gospel hymns. Naturally organized and detail-oriented, she excelled both at home and at work. She enjoyed scrapbooking her life, sang in her college choir, and loved dancing with friends. She was often described as a beautiful woman with a contagious laugh and smile. She never criticized others, always turned the other cheek, and extended grace to everyone she met. She was kind, benevolent, and could befriend anyone.

Roberta met her husband, John Blain Myers, at Richland Columbia High School when she was a junior. After John returned from the Air Force, they reconnected at the Kennewick Social Club and went dancing. They were married at the Southside United Protestant Church in Richland on September 9, 1961. In the early years of their marriage, Roberta took night classes at Columbia Basin College and completed an associate degree in early childhood education. She started her own daycare business and later worked for General Electric at Hanford as a secretary until she retired early at age 55 alongside her husband.

Roberta always dreamed of having children. After having two daughters, experiencing multiple miscarriages, and losing a stillborn son, she remained determined to have a son for her husband—despite doctors advising her against further pregnancies due to health risks. Roberta and John began the process of adoption. Traveling to Seattle with a picture of a baby boy they hoped to adopt, they encountered resistance from the agency, which tried to place a different child with them. Roberta had already fallen in love with the baby boy in the photograph and refused to leave without him, regardless of any health challenges he might face. She had grit—and she never gave up on any member of her family.

Roberta loved life. She was adventurous and built strong relationships wherever she went. She enjoyed walking on the beach collecting seashells, exploring lighthouses, visiting historical places, camping with her family, walking in nature, tending her rose garden, watching Hallmark movies, and cheering on her Seattle Mariners and Seahawks. Despite living with Type I diabetes for 66 years, losing her eyesight and both legs, and being bedridden for the final three months of her life, she approached every day with positivity, grace, and resilience. She always found humor in the obstacles placed before her.

Roberta’s love for her family was unconditional. She was a devoted mother, aunt, grandmother, and great-grandmother. She cherished long conversations, always wanting to know how others were doing. She listened deeply, offered warm embraces, and consistently put her family first. She loved baking desserts and preparing holiday meals. She was known for her famous lasagna, pumpkin pie, and decorating Christmas cookies with her grandchildren. Each year she lovingly created Christmas care packages for her family filled with their favorite cookies, banana bread, and pound cake.

Roberta was the backbone of her family and cherished by every member. All she ever wanted was her family together. She will be truly missed every day until her family sees her again—where she will be waiting to dance with her husband and welcome her whole family with open arms.