Delories Joann Mixon's Obituary
Delories Joann Mixon went to be with her Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, on Thursday, May 23 2024.
Joann was born in the big city of Snyder, Texas, to Ernest Lee Brandstetter and Lillian Arlene Brandstetter, on September 2,1956.
The fourth of six children, the only boy being the baby, she was known for her flair for the dramatics as a middle child. Stories about her childhood, denied by her for the most part, made for some great laughs. Oh how she hated being the subject of a joke.
Forever the romantic, she longed for her happily ever after. Married at 17, mama at 18, gypsy for a lifetime. She lived many lives in her short 67 years. Her favorite roles were as a mama, a grandma, and lover of Jesus Christ.
Music played a huge role in her life. She loved to dig deep into the belly of the internet to find and listen to songs that brought back memories. She could stay up all night doing so. Reminiscing about days long gone, people and events she missed, places she'd been. Genre didn't matter to her. She loved praise and worship music. She would sway, and cry, and praise her Redeemer. She knew He was her true happily ever after.
"for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God, and all are justified freely by his grace through the redemption that came by Christ Jesus." Romans 3:23-24
Joann was a force to be reckoned with. Those who chose to go head to head on a topic, best be prepared. Jehovah's Witnesses were welcomed to sit on the porch and discuss eternity.
Joann loved her family. She wanted nothing more than to just be with them. As children grow and live their own lives, it became even more precious to her. Badly timed phone calls will definitely be missed. Those, "Are you busy? Well anyway..." conversations.
Joann is preceded in death by her parents, Ernest & Arlene, sisters Connie Whitney and Claudia Lee, and nephew Ronnie Lee. She leaves behind her husband, Phillip Mixon, daughter April Walker, son Matthew Walker, grandsons Justin Schmal and Tyler Walker, sisters Sheila Rodriguez and Vickie Tompkins, brother David Brandstetter, numerous nieces & nephews, cousins and friends. All of whom will miss her tremendously.
“You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in your joints and very shabby.
But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”
― Margery Williams Bianco, The Velveteen Rabbit
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