Cynthia Yvette Stewart's Obituary
Cynthia Yvette Stewart
Mother, Daughter, Sister, Aunt, Cousin and Friend
On Monday, May 23, 2016 at 11:53 PM, Cynthia Yvette Stewart slipped quietly from this earthly life into eternal rest at Woodbine Rehabilitation and Healthcare Facility in Alexandria, Virginia. A lifelong native of the Fredericksburg/Spotsylvania area, she was born on October 21, 1963 to Lydia “Polly” Pratt Stewart and the late Beverley Stewart, Sr.
Cynthia, affectionately called Cindy, attended schools in the Spotsylvania County Public School System before facing the working world. She was employed with Fulfillment Management Services in Stafford, Virginia for over 20 years when her health declined.
With her motherly love, Cindy raised two daughters, India and Genay. They were precious to her heart.
Cindy was preceded in death by her father Beverley Stewart, Sr., sister Joyce “Gee Gee” Pendleton, and brother Wendell.
Cindy’s life will always be remembered and cherished by her loving family: mother Lydia “Polly” Stewart; two beloved daughters India and Genay; one precious grandson Armani; three brothers—Beverley “Sparky” Stewart, Jr. (Cheryl), Marcellous Stewart (Pam), and Jules “Beatle” Stewart (Tracy); two sisters—Lydia “Sherry” Daniels (Duane) and Felicia Hampton (William); brother-in-law Michael Pendleton; four aunts--June Walker, Joyce Smith, Lenora Pratt, and Maxine Pratt; two uncles—Rufus Pratt (Sharon) and Allen Pratt; one great aunt Cecilia “Pinkie” Willis and one great uncle William Gillis. She also leaves a host of nieces, nephews, cousins, and friends to cherish her memories.
A private family memorial service will be held.
In Memory Of Our Mother
By Mary Estelle
You were a precious gift from God above,
so much beauty, grace and love.
You touched our hearts in so many ways,
your smile so bright even on the bad days.
You heard God's whisper calling you home,
you didn't want to go and leave us alone.
You loved us so much, you held on tight,
till all the strength was gone and you could no longer fight.
He had called your name twice before,
you knew you couldn't make him wait anymore.
So you gave your hand to God and slowly drifted away,
knowing that with our love we will be together again some day.
A Mother's Love
By Helen Steiner Rice
A Mother's love is something
that no one can explain,
It is made of deep devotion
and of sacrifice and pain,
It is endless and unselfish
and enduring come what may
For nothing can destroy it
or take that love away . . .
It is patient and forgiving
when all others are forsaking,
And it never fails or falters
even though the heart is breaking . . .
It believes beyond believing
when the world around condemns,
And it glows with all the beauty
of the rarest, brightest gems . . .
It is far beyond defining,
it defies all explanation,
And it still remains a secret
like the mysteries of creation . . .
A many splendoured miracle
man cannot understand
And another wondrous evidence
of God's tender guiding hand.
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