Lydia Waits Anderson

On Thursday, October the 23rd, 2025 at 3:26 P.M., Lydia (Camille) Waits Anderson departed this earth to join our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ in Heaven. She leaves behind a legacy of love, patience, and selflessness celebrated by any with the privilege to have known and loved her.
She is preceded in death by her parents, Welton Carnell Waits and Bobbie Lynn (Fletcher) Waits, and her brother, Rodney Lynn Waits.
She is survived by her brother, Danny Reid Waits, and her devoted husband of forty-eight years, Bobby Lamon Anderson, along with their five boys, Bobby Keno (Erica) Anderson, Kayo Christian (Diana) Anderson, James Kurt (Laura) Anderson, Keith Waits (Casey) Anderson, and Ky-Edward Bishop (Raygen) Anderson. Lydia also leaves behind twelve loving grandchildren: Maddux Keno, Madden Brooke, Marlee Camille, Owen Prescott, Leighton Monroe, Ella Brielle, Talee Bishop, Josie James, Baylor Rose, Mollie Keith, Margaret Camille, and Ann Bogue.
It is difficult to put into words the grief our entire family, along with the countless friends she also touched, is feeling right now, but Lydia would not want that. Quite frankly, she would be thrilled just knowing her entire family is together right now loving, laughing, and celebrating their cherished memories of her. Everywhere mom went, she lit up the room and left nothing but love and positivity in her wake - she never, ever had an unkind word about anyone. After a long career of the most challenging job there is - a stay at home mom - she worked as a teachers assistant at Crestview Elementary School. Her selfless and kind attitude doubtlessly reached an uncountable amount of students, because mom couldn't take a trip to anywhere in town without at least one or more young people coming up to her, hugging her, and saying "Hey, Mrs. Anderson." It was simply impossible to be mad, mean, or to have a sour attitude around mom - she exuded kindness. Mom was a devoted Christian her entire life, and you better believe she had her family in church every single Sunday. Even when she couldn't attend when her health wasn't allowing her to these last few months, she tuned into every service. It's much easier to be a saintly person like my mom when you have as strong as a faith as she did, and she would want everyone mourning right now to embrace the same faith and assurance she always had and relied upon, especially during tough times. Mom would want everyone to remember the fun times. She loved traveling, and she especially loved the beach. She could sit down in the sand, crack open a Diet Coke, open a good book, and spend sun-up to sun-down sunbathing. She and dad have literally driven across this entire country and back at least a dozen times, whether to see family or just to sightsee. She never slowed down one bit. Somehow, with five rambunctious boys, she never missed a ballgame. Even in these last months, she never missed a pageant, a homecoming game, or any function if it involved one of her beloved grandchildren. She lived to serve others, and no one else could as well as she did - she was and is a true Saint. Anyone with the privilege to have known and loved her - including her amazing family and loyal friends - can take great comfort in knowing that she is with us forever. She is serving our Lord and Savior in heaven above, and she will always be there, no matter where we are, taking care of us still.
Though we can no longer see her face or hear her voice, we can all rest assured knowing she is always near - watching, loving, and guiding us still. Mom, we love you so, so much, and we will miss you and cherish every second we've gotten to spend with you. We will see you again.
In lieu of flowers, the family asks that you make a donation to St. Jude’s in her honor.