Shirley Jean Johnson was 71 of Little Rock, AR transitioned from labor to reward on Aug. 18th, 2020 at her home in Little Rock.She was born April 26, 1949 in Carthage, AR. to the late Henry Taylor and Odelia Moore Taylor.
Shirley attended school in Dallas County Public School, she later graduated 2nd in her class with a degree in Early Childhood Education, from Seattle University, in Seattle, WA. She spent most of her life in Washington State, before coming back to Arkansas in 2008.
Shirley was a member of Live Oak Baptist Church for 25yrs. Where she served on many different boards.She was a loving mother to many in her community she even went as far as, fostering many over the years.
Shirley was proceed in death by her daughter Quinas Smith, her brother Benny Ray Taylor, her sister Patricia Jones.
She is Survived by her children: Kent Smith (Spouse Jodie), Kelvin Smith, Da'Kiesha Johnson (Fiancé Marcus), her 11 grandchildren, 9 great grandchildren, her Mother Odeila Lock, Sister's, Annie Ruth Shaw, Jo Ann Dickerson, Lavern Burns, Linda Bryant, Jacqulyn Pearson, Tammy Williams, and her Aunt Nannie Pattillo, and a host of nieces, nephews, and cousins.
Death is nothing at all.
It does not count.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
Nothing has happened.
Everything remains exactly as it was.
I am I, and you are you,
and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged.
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.
Call me by the old familiar name.
Speak of me in the easy way which you always used.
Put no difference into your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was.
There is absolute and unbroken continuity.
What is this death but a negligible accident?
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you, for an interval,
somewhere very near,
just round the corner.
All is well.
Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost.
One brief moment and all will be as it was before.
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!
By Henry Scott- Holland
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