There are not enough words to describe Danyelle. The normal words you use: great mother, friend, family member, wife but that does no justice in the person Danyelle truly was. She was a fierce lover to her husband with a passion that I only wish I had, she was the bestest friend anyone could ever ask for with intense entertainment and a laugh that would grab your attention. She had the best jokes! She was a passionate mother with a strong love and dedication to her children that will have an everlasting effect. A person you could guarantee to cheer you up no matter what you faced. I miss her with a depth, I have never felt. Danyelle was my very best friend, my adopted sister. We had a relationship like no other, I felt as though we were born of the same blood. I spent many years with her and it started in our teens while we were venturous teens a little on the wild side and she had a scooter that combo was perfect. We rode until the sun went down and now I think about it I have no idea how we afford the gas in that scooter as we traveled the town having more fun than I knew existed that’s when we formed a bond like no other. As we grew like most we split our ways make our own lives only for a short number of years because what is meant to be will be so I found my way back to her again over 8 years ago and when I found her it was like there was never a time break between us. I remember it like it was yesterday she was just involved in a car accident and had her nose in a cast and her arm in a cast but that personality shined like I had always remember and I sat down and we started to catch up on the time we lost and before I knew it I had sat there and talk to her for hours upon hours and since that day I never left her side again from that moment our everyday lives involved each other to the 10th degree. There are several times in my life where I would have never survived if it was not for her being there for me rather it was to let me cry on her shoulder or sit in silence in her living room or her just making her silly faces to cheer me up. She has been my friend my sister my roommate my children’s aunt. Some of the best years of my life begin and end with her. I could talk to her without ever saying one word, we were on a level together that felt like we were stitched together. I watched her fall, pick herself back up and fall again but she always picked herself back up with so much glory and pride you could never tell there was dirt on her. I could go on and on forever about her, but one thing I know for sure is when she left she took half of me with her and as I continue to learn how to live without her, I realize that I can’t. I know in my heart that I will never carry the love I had for her or the friendship we had with any others ever, she in my heart was my soul mate, my Thelma and I am going to miss her with every single ounce of me forever and forever. When I get to see her again boy~ my soul will sing again. I wish I was more of a writer like she was so I could put the intensity of the legend but I can barely write this now for I can even see my words threw the water in my eyes that roll down my face like a tsunami. I have learned in trueness that life is unfair and painful and one day I will get to see my sister again and I cannot wait to hear her laugh. Janice Danyelle Easterly (Shaw) every day you cross my mind and trillion times and during that process I cry and laugh. As much as I could wish I do wish I could have had more time like I am sure a handful wish they did to. We was not finished not ever close to finish, for the moments I did have I am so grateful and will cherish the memories for my entire life and I will honor you every day even if it’s to say your name out loud or tell someone a story about you or show your picture. I will never forget you, you are still a part of me that was left here and the other half of me is with you and until we meet again my sweet friend.. Until we meet again.
