Birth date: Oct 9, 1957 Death date: Oct 10, 2025
In Loving Memory of Susan Roxanne Shinn October 9, 1957 – October 10, 2025 Susan Roxanne Shinn, affectionately known as “Sussie Susan” or “Sassy Susan,” passed away on October 10, 2025, just one day after celebrating her 68th bir Read Obituary
Aiden Feather lit a candle in memory of Susan Shinn
One of the last times we were all together. I am glad we had that evening. You will be sorely missed. The hole you leave behind will be hard to fill. You were the glue that held this family together. I hope we are able to remain as close as you constantly pushed us to be.
I love you mom! You were always the one person I could lean on when I needed someone to talk to. I will miss you so very much. I hope you had a great reunion with Grandma! RIP
Amber Sanchez lit a candle in memory of Susan Shinn
Way too soon to be having to share memories, will miss our Tuesday movie days in the summer and some of the B rated movie choices that you always stood up for, but me and ShiAnne just couldn’t quite see why. We will save you a seat every time and the popcorn will be waiting for you!
I’ll be sure to keep a watch out for Big Foot in our backyard.
We love you mom- Matt, Amber and ShiAnne 💕
Someone recently asked me what the most thoughtful gift I’ve ever received was.
Usually, people have to think for a second, then say, “Oh, I know — it was this!”
But I can’t do that.
Because my mind is flooded with thousands of little gestures my mom gifted me over the years.
It didn’t matter how small the need or want was — she noticed, she cared, and she helped.
If I said, “Ow, I got bit by a mosquito,” the next day Amazon was dropping off anti-itch cream.
When I started hemodialysis and complained that the center was cold, she sent me blankets, books, and warm sweatpants.
When I said I wanted to go to Colombia, my birthday gift that year was a bag full of every toiletry imaginable — and then some.
And it didn’t stop there. She didn’t just get me things I mentioned — she got me things that reminded her of me:
A plushie from a movie we watched.
Fidget toys because she knew I always needed something in my hands.
Snacks she knew I liked.
And I’m proud to say this wasn’t just my experience — it was everyone’s.
She gave and gave and gave.
Her love language was giving gifts… but beyond that, and I always tried to remind her, the most precious gift she ever gave me was her time.
Running errands.
Doing crafts.
Sharing stories.
Watching horror movies — no matter how B-rated.
Playing games.
I loved it all so much.
I love her so much.
We all will miss her deeply. She left a huge imprint on every one of us, and we’ll carry her love with us always — and we’ll still hear her voice, telling us how we should’ve moved this piece instead of that one in Aggravation.
Game nights won’t be the same without you, Mom.
Thank you for everything.
We love you.
-Keisha
