Whitney Marie Anderson

Let the wind blow against your skin and try to think of her standing next to you, giving you the strength to continue. When you see her babies, please do not show them sadness but rather show them the love their mother undoubtedly showed you. 

Whitney had the strength so many of us dream about. She never once let the darkness fully in, even when it would have been the easiest option she always chose to fight! Her daughter Sy’raia made her a mother, which was the proudest title she had. With her she learned for the first time how large her heart really was. Sy’raia gave her back that hope in life she was searching for. You can still see Whitney’s smile if you look at Sy’raia long enough. She became the fierce momma Whit. Never allowing any harm to come to her child and never backing down. Then she decided it was time to grow her family by adding Franklin and Otis, her two baby boys, this is where she felt truly complete in life. They taught her patience, softness and grew her silly side even more. Later, she added sweet little Drailee. She would pass down the cutest hairstyles she learned from doing Sy’raias hair, she also passed down her famous smile. Draven and Zion were her last gifts to the world. Two precious babies that meant the world to her. Sadly, they had the shortest time with their amazing mother. They still received the same type of love she learned with her first born. Whitney was many things, mostly because she was good at everything. She was competitive in nature but would still teach others how to achieve greatness. She was soft when she needed to be, and she was a fighter when God told her she needed to be.

If Whitney were here, I think she would say ” please hold my babies tight for me and tell them I loved them more than anything in this world. If you see my momma, give her a hug for me because I know she needs one. If you talk to Aunt Amy and Grandma Ruby please tell them I love them and please do not cry so much I am finally home. Please remember me when I was my full authentic self! I was Whitney Marie Anderson, I may have stumbled but I never fell completely. Learn from me and always do it in style and with a smile. 

Survivors include, her mother Tracy Warner and stepfather Corey Warner, her grandma Ruby Rider and papa Mitchell Rider, her grandpa Charles Anderson and his wife Julie Anderson, her Aunt Amy Brooks and cousin Dalton Corwin. Her brother’s were Michael Evilsizor, Jacob Blackburn, Cody and Austin Floyd. Her children are Sy’Raia 15, Franklin 8, Otis Jr. 7, Drailee 5, Draven 3, and Zion 23 months. She was greeted in heaven by those who proceeded her in death. Her grandmother Kathy Anderson and her little brother Joshua Kline.