Nikki Ann Hensley

Nikki Ann Hensley died peacefully in her daughter’s home after losing her four-year battle with Chondrosarcoma on Sunday February 24^th, 2019.  She resided in New Port Richey, Florida. She was born in Alliance, Ohio on June 9^th, 1955 to Tonsi (Dordea) and Francis Peters.  She was a 1973 graduate of Alliance Highschool.  She was a Swim instructor for the American Red Cross.  As an adult she worked for many years in Alliance at Mount Union College to help get her three children through college and taught many young adults how to drive as an instructor for Meyer’s Driving School.  Nikki fundraised and participated in many Relay for Life events after surviving multiple bouts of Breast Cancer.  Most recently, she worked as a Payroll Specialist at Garnan Management in Palm Harbor, Florida.  Nikki’s hobbies included making various crafts, such as rosaries as a member of The Rosary Makers Guild, attending her children’s sporting events, spending time with her family, and loving her two cats, Stormy and Stasha. Nikki was a warrior, with a golden heart and a great sense of humor.  She touched many lives with her kindness and compassion.  Nikki was preceded in death by her father and sister Connie Flugan.  She is survived by her three children with ex-husband John Hensley: son, Jordan Hensley (Hannah Roberts), daughter Caitlin Krug (Rocky Krug), daughter Chelsea Johnston (David Johnston), and three grandchildren: Jack Johnston, Rebel Krug and Rocky D. Krug III. She is also survived by her mother, Tonsi (Dordea) Peters, siblings Gary Peters, David Peters (Cindy Peters), Christy Storck (Jim Storck), Bud Flugan, Mark Peters (Teresa Benedetti), Jeffery Peters (Sue Peters) and various nieces, nephews and cousins.   Services for Nikki will be held on Thursday February 28^th, 2019 at 7pm with visitation beginning at 6pm at Michels & Lundquist Funeral Home located at 5228 Trouble Creek Rd. New Port Richey, FL 34652.  In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to Suncoast SPCA at 7734 Congress St New Port Richey, FL 34653.

God saw you getting tired
And a cure was not to be
So he put His arms around you
And whispered “Come to me.”

With tearful eyes we watched you
As you slowly slipped away
And though we loved you dearly
We couldn’t make you stay.

Your golden heart stopped beating
Your tired hands put to rest
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best.