Cindy Jo Sexton

Once a Buoy Babe, Always a Buoy Babe. We will miss you Cindy Jr. Tell Cindy Sr. that we still miss her. See you both.....later

Cindy and I have worked virtually together for over 10+ years. Everyday we connected. She was such an amazing teammate and friend. Work will never be the same and she will forever be missed!!!

My mom is one of the most gorgeous people I was so unbelievably lucky to have grown up with. She came into this world beautiful and left the same way. She amazed me with her resilience, kindness, and grace, and I couldn´t be prouder to call her my mother. I feel her in everything. I hear her in the songs she used to sing and the sound of the ocean, I see her in the sunset and in the dance moves I copy, I feel her in the world around me. I get Laffy Taffy to remind me of her and when she would laugh at the jokes, even just to herself. I see my mom in all kinds of bags, especially when I go to Aldi. She was an outstanding woman who left fighting. I love you mom, and I know we´ll meet again.

I met Cindy when I became Brooke´s freshman year roommate. Within only a few times of meeting her, Cindy made it clear she would be there for me if I needed anything. For my first winterbeak in college, she offered to drive me to the airport(not a short drive) - without Brooke being at home or coming- simply to help me out. She definitely carried most of the conversation. It may sound weird but no parent of a friend had ever done something so kind for me. She would only continue to make me feel welcome by including gifts when she made holiday baskets for Brooke for Valentine´s or Easter. I don´t think I´ve ever been so welcomed so genuinely.

Another small memory that has followed me through the years is when Brooke and I were in Roswell visiting and at some point I said the word `damn´. Cindy immediately replied with something to the effect of `what did you just say??´ Quickly, I learned that damn was in fact a curse word and was entirely inappropriate to say in front of an adult. At the time I was so anxious about what she thought about me but now I look back fondly and laugh at her scolding me.

By far my favorite memory is when I came back to Georgia from a holiday break and Brooke, her mom and I were discussing southern food that I had never had. Cindy offered to make me a full meal of fried okra, mashed potatoes and Salisbury steak. So the next weekend we drove over just for the dinner and I cannot express how delicious that meal was. I can still taste it in my memories.

I´m grateful to have known Brooke and her mom within the context of each other because I see so clearly the best traits of Brooke in her mom. I see the wit and sarcasm, I see the thoughtfulness and caring. I see the love of country music and cooking. Thank you Cindy for giving me my best friend. I saw how much you both cared for each other. I hope you can be at peace now.

Cindy, the battle you waged to get back to your girls was nothing short of extraordinary and awe inspiring. Your daughters never gave up hope and on you getting back to them. Even though your body lost the fight, your mind and spirit never did. You will be reunited with your girls in due course, and what a celebration that will be. We are now and always will be proud of you.
M.T.M.

My beautiful mom - I couldn´t have asked for a better one. Thank you for everything. I love you to the moon and back, always. <3

I love you Cindy. I know we didn´t have a lot of time together; however, the time we did have will always and forever be cherished. You now have an unlimited supply of oysters. Enjoy.

Sending love to Brooke and Ellie and the rest of Cindy´s family. Cindy was truly a kind neighbor. She brought me bagels and English muffins more than once to help me after an illness or surgery. My deepest sympathy- Courtney Rozear