Sarah Searcy Obituary

Your in our thoughts and prayers. May you find some strength and comfort from your friends and family on this difficult day.

Bud,
I haven't anything poetic nor profound to share. I know full well words are of little comfort at times like these.
My mind has been occupied with memories from my young adulthood of hours spent sipping coffee at the kitchen table. Most times Ma patiently listened while I rattled on about the way I thought things ought to be...
Without actually knowing, I understood how fragile her life had become and, as you know, expressed a desire to see her this Thanksgiving. I wanted her to know, even though there was no proof, I often remembered her and Pa. Just one last time, I wanted to see her smile and hear her laugh, and hug her and tell her that I loved her. I am very sorry I didn't get to do that. But I'm ever so thankful for those memories.

Sleep well in the arms of Jesus.

Wolf wins every fight but her last. I read that line years ago and it stuck with me. Today it's going round and round my head - wolf wins every fight but her last, wolf wins every fight but her last...

My mother was a wolf when it came to her family. Protective, dedicated and fierce when she had to be. For my entire life, as far back as I can remember, she always put her family first. She did without so that my sister and I wouldn't have to, supported us and my dad through everything imaginable, went back to work to help me through college. She was always there when we needed her. All she wanted was to take care of her family.

Today she lost her last fight.

She's been struggling with lung problems for many years and in the past few years developed heart trouble on top of it. She's pulled off some amazing comebacks when the doctors didn't really expect her to. Yesterday she fell and broke her hip. Just that...just a simple fall. I fully expected her to pull off another miracle recovery like she has so many times before. But the trauma was apparently too much for her system to deal with.

I was privileged to have her as a daily part of my life for the last 25 years and feel blessed that I was able to be her caregiver. I'm also incredibly proud to call her mom. I wish you all could have known her the way I did.

But mainly right now I'm just heartbroken. And I'm going to miss her terribly

November 18, 2014