As a mother, my daughter, Tyana Marquis Stone, was not just my daughter but also my best friend whom I talked with every day, all day! Tyana left us unexpectedly on Saturday, June 29th. She lived her life committed to preparing her young sons, Aiden and Amir, to be loving, intelligent, and humble. Her foundation was rooted in a healthy tree bearing good fruit.

Tyana inherited a rich legacy, and her family was blessed to witness her love, joy, kindness, and goodness during her precious life. Scientists have studied and agreed that there’s something very special about the bond between a mother and her sons. It was always Tyana and her boys.

Butterflies symbolize hope and resurrection. It’s no wonder that Tyana had such a love for them. Just as a caterpillar transitions to a butterfly, we too have victory over death and hope in eternal life. Tyana was loved by many, and now her young sons, aged 4 and 6, no longer have her here to watch them grow into the phenomenal boys she raised. There is a hole in our heart.

Taken too soon.