My'Sheka Cindy-Marie Lowe

My’Sheka Cindy’Marie Lowe Sunrise: February 20, 1992 Sunset: August 18, 2026 In Loving Memory My’Sheka Cindy’Marie Lowe was such a selfless, lovable person. If she loved you, you definitely knew it. She would put everyone before herself, and we would get mad at her for it sometimes, but that was simply the kind of person she was. She was such a well-rounded person, always willing to compromise and meet people halfway because she genuinely wanted everyone to be happy. She never made everything about herself. If anything, she had a habit of putting everyone else before herself. I hope this sheds even a little light on the amazing woman she was and gives people a glimpse of the beautiful person I was blessed to call my twin. Although My’Sheka didn’t always like someone when she first met them, she had a way of warming up to people over time. Once she let you into her heart, she genuinely cared about you. She had such a big heart and always wanted to believe the best in people. Sometimes that kindness and trust made it difficult for her to recognize when someone didn’t have the same intentions toward her, and unfortunately, there were times when she realized it too late. But that was My’Sheka. She chose to see the good in people, even when it wasn’t always returned. Her big heart was one of the most beautiful things about her. One thing I will always remember about her was her favorite saying: “Well, it ain’t me.” She would say that all the time, and it used to make me so mad. Looking back now, I would give anything to hear her say it one more time. She was really great at math, and that was her favorite subject in school. Even though her sight was starting to get really bad, she still faced her anxiety and pushed herself to go out and do things, even when it was for me, her twin sister. My’Sheka loved R&B music. She loved Adam Sandler and Will Ferrell, and she enjoyed watching The Simpsons, American Dad!, Family Guy, and Rick and Morty. She also enjoyed all types of movies, including Disney and Lifetime movies, especially when they were based on a true story. She loved watching paranormal documentaries and anything involving the paranormal. She also enjoyed watching crime shows. One of the shows she especially enjoyed watching with our mother was Bones, which was something all of us enjoyed together. We also all loved watching Monk together. My’Sheka also enjoyed Cartoon Network and Nickelodeon, especially SpongeBob SquarePants. She had a love for old-school cartoons too, including Dexter’s Laboratory, Aaahh!!! Real Monsters, Rugrats, Hey Arnold!, Ed, Edd n Eddy, Chowder, Adventure Time, and The Marvelous Misadventures of Flapjack. She also loved Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends and the old X-Men cartoon. Gambit was her favorite character. She was a huge college football fan and a proud Ohio State Buckeyes fan. She loved the Buckeyes’ scarlet and gray colors. Her other favorite colors were yellow and pink. Her favorite time of the year was coming up, and she absolutely loved the holidays. She loved all the holidays from Halloween all the way through Easter, especially because of the children. She loved seeing children happy and would do anything for them. Most of all, she would do anything for her daughter, Samantha Mary Marie Lowe. Her daughter meant the world to her, and the love she had for her was undeniable. Being a mother was such an important part of who My’Sheka was. My’Sheka had so many goals and dreams for her life. She was working toward getting her diploma because she wanted to continue her education, and she even had dreams of becoming a lawyer. My’Sheka was never meant to be marked down as a statistic. She was a whole person with her own personality, passions, sense of humor, and the little things that made her happy. She enjoyed both alcoholic and nonalcoholic beverages, as well as chocolate milk and hot chocolate. She loved her favorite snacks, especially hot popcorn, Hot Cheetos, Hot Fries, Twix, Snickers, candy bars with almonds, jumbo salted roasted peanuts, sour whole dill pickles, Sour Patch Kids, Skittles, and Starburst. She also loved some of her favorite foods, including macaroni and cheese, tacos, omelets, salad, pizza, and cheeseburgers. Those little things were part of who she was. I want people to remember the amazing woman she was—not a label, not a statistic, but a daughter, a mother, a sister, a twin, a niece, an aunt, a friend, and a beautiful person who touched the lives of the people around her. A Twin Bond Like No Other Being My’Sheka’s twin gave us a connection that was uniquely ours. It was never about loving one another more than we loved our other siblings, parents, or other family members. It was simply a bond that came with being twins, a connection that is difficult to put into words unless you have experienced it yourself. We shared a lifetime of memories, experiences, laughter, disagreements, dreams, and plans for the future. She was my twin, and I will forever be grateful that I got to experience that special bond with her. Our sister Johnna used to call the four of us the Fantastic Four, and we considered ourselves the Fantastic Four too. But My’Sheka and I, being the twins, also considered the four of us the Ninja Turtles. We had our own little Ninja Turtle world, and that’s why we called Michael Michelangelo. My’Sheka was the younger Michelangelo, while Michael was the older Michelangelo. Michelangelo was also My’Sheka’s favorite Ninja Turtle. These silly little names became part of our family memories and the bond we shared. They may have seemed like small things at the time, but now they are some of the memories I will hold onto forever. We were also very protective of each other when it came to dating and friendships. If My’Sheka met a new guy friend, somehow we were both going to be together, because she was coming too. And if I met a new guy friend, she would be like, “Yeah, where we going?” We didn’t always have to say it, but we were usually a package deal. We knew how to give each other that look and somehow ended up going everywhere together. Those are the little memories I will miss the most. Even though I was the older twin, My’Sheka always insisted that I was her baby, and she would tell me, “You’re my baby, and there’s nothing you can do about it.” Somehow, being the older twin never stopped her from treating me like I was the younger one. That was just My’Sheka. She had that same special relationship with her nephew Travon. Those two could argue back and forth day after day, but no matter how much they fussed with each other, she would still call him her son. That was how big her heart was. She had a way of loving people so deeply that the titles didn’t always matter. If she loved you, you were hers. You could never tell My’Sheka anything about our mother without her having something to say. She especially loved calling our mother “little lady,” which would make our mother so mad. She would get fussed at, and My’Sheka would act like she wasn’t even worried about it. I would be sitting there thinking, “Would you just be quiet?” That was My’Sheka. She could find a way to make even the simplest family moment funny. But underneath all of the teasing was a love for our mother that was impossible to miss. My’Sheka truly adored her. Our mother meant so much to her, and whenever something needed to be done or our mother asked for something, My’Sheka was always willing to make sure it got taken care of. If she needed something, My’Sheka wanted to be the one to help her. Our mother was often the first person who came to My’Sheka’s mind when she needed someone, wanted to share something, or simply wanted to make sure she was okay. Their bond was special, and the love My’Sheka had for her mother was deep and genuine. No matter how much she teased her by calling her “little lady,” everyone who knew My’Sheka knew how much she loved and adored her mother. That was My’Sheka—she could fuss with you, tease you, make you laugh, and still make sure you knew that you were deeply loved. A Memory of Our Father I cannot talk about our mother without talking about our father, because he meant so much to My’Sheka too. Our father had his own special way of showing his love, and My’Sheka definitely knew how to give it right back to him. Dad would call My’Sheka “Fat Funk” and “Fatzy Joe McAllister.” She would get angry with him about it sometimes, but she accepted it because that was Dad. Those nicknames became part of their relationship and are memories of her that I will always carry with me. Dad and My’Sheka would listen to Journey together and play their air guitars. Those little moments were part of the special bond they shared. Now that they’re both gone, I like to imagine that maybe they’re together again, listening to Journey and playing their air guitars just like they did here on Earth. Maybe they’re up there somewhere, laughing, enjoying the music, and having their own little concert together. My’Sheka had a special connection with our oldest sister, Johnna, as well. They could hang out for hours together, and sometimes I wouldn’t even be there. They got along so well that people who didn’t know us might have thought they were twins and never even realized there were three of us. I always thought that was funny, especially because I don’t really like being around a lot of people. LaQuisha was My’Sheka’s sister and sister-in-law, and the two of them shared a very special bond. Their relationship was more than just being family. They had a connection that meant a lot to both of them, and they even got matching Ying and Yang tattoos together, a permanent reminder of the special bond they shared. She also had a special bond with each of her brothers, and every relationship was different and meaningful in its own way. Carlos was the walking dictionary of the family. He basically knew everything, and if there was something any of us needed to know, Carlos was probably the person we could go to. He and My’Sheka could talk about spiritual things and life for hours. He was always giving us advice, and My’Sheka was always there to return that same support and advice to him. Tony was special to My’Sheka. He was one of her favorite drinking buddies. Those two could go out, have drinks, get into an argument, and somehow end up going right back out to drink together again. That was just their relationship, and no matter what they went through, they always found their way back to each other. Lil John was the goofy one. He could make My’Sheka laugh, and he was one of those people who rarely got upset. He brought a lighter, more playful energy to the family. Michael was her Michelangelo. He was the overprotective one, not just with My’Sheka, but with all of us. He always looked out for his sisters and made sure we were okay. My’Sheka was the younger Michelangelo, while Michael was the older Michelangelo, and Michelangelo was My’Sheka’s favorite Ninja Turtle. That made the nickname even more special to her. Phil was her baby. You couldn’t say just anything about him around My’Sheka because you better be careful what you said. She was protective of him and always had his back. Phil was the quiet one, but when he needed to step up, he absolutely did. My’Sheka knew that about him and loved him for it. My’Sheka enjoyed spending time with family and friends and having her favorite beverages. I enjoyed drinking with her too, and it was simply something we enjoyed together. She also loved spending time with her favorite cousins, Tasha and Ali. They shared so many memories together, especially memories filled with laughter. You could have a whole room full of people mad at My’Sheka, and she would start laughing. Then her laugh would have everybody else laughing too. Her laugh was so distinctive and contagious that it was almost impossible to stay mad once she started. That was My’Sheka. Even when things weren’t perfect, she somehow found a way to bring laughter into the room. Every one of her siblings had a different relationship with her, and she had a different way of loving each of us. That was one of the beautiful things about My’Sheka. She didn’t have to love everyone the same way to love everyone deeply. She knew how to make each person feel like they had their own special place in her heart. She had just promised me that she was going to start going out more, have fun, and actually enjoy life. That meant so much to me because those were our plans. We knew we weren’t getting any younger, and we wanted to start going out, experiencing life, and finally living the life we had always talked about. And then it was all snatched away from her. We were supposed to do that together. We were supposed to grow older together, go out together, laugh together, make memories, and finally start living our lives the way we had always talked about. There will never be another My’Sheka Cindy’Marie Lowe. She was my twin, my sister, my other half, and one of the most selfless people I have ever known. I love you, Twin. I will carry you with me for the rest of my life. Left to Cherish Her Memory My’Sheka leaves behind her beloved daughter, Samantha Mary Marie Lowe; her mother, Mary Suzanne Johnson; her aunt and uncle, Wendy Davidson and Dana Davidson; her aunt, Cindy L. Lowe; her siblings, Carlos A. Johnson, Antonio M. Johnson, John L. Lowe, Jr., Johnna S. (LaQuisha R.) Lowe, Nysheka V. Lowe, and Phillip L. Lowe; and her grandfather, Donald R. Thomas. She also leaves behind her favorite cousins, Tasha M. Watson and Ali S. Adams; nieces and nephews, My’Keyia R. Lowe, Doesha R. Lowe, Ny’Kayla S. Johnson, My’Kayla S. Johnson, Xiomara Brady, Zynila Lowe, Nyshea S. Lowe, Jo’ziah M. Lowe, and Travon N. Lowe.great nephew Dai'jon Mcdougle JrShe leaves behind cherished friends who were like siblings to her, including Stephanie A. Bailey, Avery E. Junior, Tashianna Featherstone, Michael Culwell, Cierra L. Ferguson, and Carman L. Roach. Stephanie was one of the first friends we met, and that friendship became an important part of My’Sheka’s life. Avery and Tashianna came next, and they became part of the circle of people who shared memories, laughter, and good times with us. Michael came into our lives later and became another cherished friend who meant a lot to My’Sheka and me. Cierra L. Ferguson was more than a friend to My’Sheka—she was family and a true sister in her heart. They shared so many beautiful memories together, from playing Uno and going to school together, to enjoying music, laughing, talking, and simply enjoying each other’s company. My’Sheka especially loved spending time with Cierra and her family. She absolutely loved Cierra’s mother’s delicious chicken-fried breast and macaroni and cheese, and those meals became part of the many memories she cherished. They also shared special memories of spending time at Eagle, the little bar where they used to hang out and enjoy themselves together. There are so many more memories that could be shared, but what stands out most is the love, friendship, laughter, and sisterhood they shared. Cierra was someone My’Sheka could enjoy life with, make memories with, and feel at home around. Their bond was truly special, and Cierra will forever hold a meaningful place in My’Sheka’s heart and in the memories of everyone who loved her. There was Carmen. She grew on us and became someone we could truly be ourselves around. We could come to Carmen, talk about anything, listen to music, laugh, and just be ourselves without feeling like we had to pretend to be anything other than who we were. That kind of friendship was special, and My’Sheka cherished it. Carmen will always be a part of our family and will forever be considered a sister to both of us. That bond was real, and no matter how much time passes, she will always have a place in our family and in our hearts. Preceded in Death By My’Sheka was preceded in death by her father, John L. Lowe; her brothers, Michael R. Lowe and Jonathan Lowe; her grandmothers, Slomar Ford Jefferson and Yvonne Lowe; her grandfather, Lonzo P Jefferson her aunt, Ida Watson; her uncles, Keith Thompson and Louis Thompson; and her dear friend, Dora Jones Brown. Forever Loved, Never Forgotten My’Sheka’s life was filled with family, friendship, laughter, love, dreams, and memories that will live on in everyone fortunate enough to have known her. She may no longer be beside us physically, but the love she gave, the laughter she shared, and the memories she created will remain forever. Rest peacefully, My’Sheka Cindy’Marie Lowe. February 20, 1992 – August 18, 2026 Forever a daughter. Forever a mother. Forever our sister. Forever a niece. Forever an aunt. Forever our friend. Forever my twin. Forever loved. insertion point at end

My'Sheka Cindy-Marie Lowe

February 20, 1992 - August 18, 2026