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In memory of
Cheryl J. Hill
April 2, 1956 - November 29, 2025
Apr 2, 1956 - Nov 29, 2025
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Mercy Quaye has ended this fundraiser. Donations are no longer being accepted.
$9,366.00 was contributed to For All Her Good ❤️ by 100 people in memory of Cheryl.
This memorial fundraising campaign is now closed.
Background
On Saturday, November 29, 2025, the Hill family experienced a heartbreak they never imagined would become part of their story. Their Matriarch, Cheryl J.Hill, a woman whose faith and prayers grounded them, whose kindness touched everyone she met, and whose love held generations together, ended her long battle with depression and the unnerving grief from loss.
Cheryl’s journey is marked by resilience and devotion. She carried the weight of losing her firstborn child, Jamarr A. Myrick (March 2024), and her beloved sister and birthday twin, Lou Ann Brown (October 2024). Through each loss, she remained a source of strength, offering compassion, wisdom, and unwavering love to her family and community. Especially, for her two surviving daughters, youngest son, and only grandchild tying it all back to her Faith in God.
To know her was to know a true giver; a woman's heart for servanthood and whose life reflected her devotion to God. She served as a faithful member at Beulah Heights First Pentecostal Church. So much so that when she was reported missing, the COMMUNITY made it their mission to help find her, searching for her with urgency and love, and finding her within four hours.
She was a devoted mother, a proud grandmother, a cherished sister, a loving and supportive aunt, and a loyal, gentle friend. She was the woman who prayed for others even as her own heart quietly ached. She never missed a milestone (big or small) showing up for every moment in the lives of those she loved. Though no bond was stronger than the one she shared with her only grandchild, her pride and joy, Jamiya. Now, as Miya (2026 class representative) continues to navigate her senior year, she must navigate it without not only her devoted uncle, but also without her foundation, her grandmother who stood beside her, cheering her on every step of the way.
But even the strongest, the kindest, the most faith-filled women can carry battles no one sees. Depression does not show mercy. Grief does not loosen its grip simply because a family leans on its matriarch. And for black women, so often expected to be the glue, the anchor, the unbreakable force, the weight of silent suffering can become a burden too heavy to bear alone.
Her youngest daughter, Olivia knows this journey too well.
Olivia was the caretaker for her brother, Jamarr A. Myrick, through his three-year battle with heart disease before God called him home. She cared for their mother with unwavering love, not out of obligation, but out of devotion, because her mom was not just their only surviving parent, but her best friend. Olivia offered her mom comfort, stability, and the same consistent support her mother had always poured into them. As a mother herself, raising the only grandchild and niece who helped pull this family through some of its darkest seasons. As she watched her mother age, Olivia felt it necessary to help carry the mantle of matriarchy. Not only as an obligation, but as an honor. As inspiration. As gratitude. As love.
To lose her mother so suddenly, recently losing her paternal uncle, Bernard McNeil, a retired New Haven Firefighter; her maternal aunt, Lou Ann Brown, lovingly known as “Big Momma” of the family; and her oldest brother, Elder Jamarr A. Myrick, a minister and retired NHPS Truancy Officer. All this within the last two years. Grief stacking. She still struggles as daddy’s babygirl losing her & Matthew’s Dad nine years ago after his courageous, but silent battle with AIDS.
Even in the midst of such profound loss, this family remains rooted in the belief that their pain carries purpose and that their story should be shared and used to bring awareness to the many hidden struggles so many families face.
So, in wake of this immeasurable grief, they feel called to shine a light on the silent battles so many black women face, and to remind the world to check on the strong ones; the ones who rarely ask for help, the ones who keep showing up even as their hearts quietly break. They want people to understand that grief is not a single moment, but a lifelong journey and it’s not linear and no one should ever have to walk it alone.
Mental health has caused silent damage in families across all our communities. My family and I want to be part of the solution. We are committed to providing our community with knowledge, resources, and support for those who are in need. We also want to encourage and guide anyone who feels called to pursue a career in mental health. Together, we can build a healthier, stronger, and more informed community.
Why The Hill Family Is Asking For Support:
• The Hill Family did everything “right.”
paid into life insurance policies faithfully for years, trusting it would protect their family in moments like this, but life insurance policies rarely empathize with the variation of ways one’s life can transition. These big companies have fallen heartbreakingly short leaving her family to face an unimaginable financial burden at the very moment their hearts are breaking.
• At the time of her passing, Cheryl was retired and living with her daughter, building memories, sharing love, and simply trying to find the peace she deserved battling grief.
• The family’s current focus was preparation to celebrate and support Jamiya’s big senior year; they are now faced with the task of laying Cheryl to rest. Jamiya, a resilient young woman, is already navigating this milestone year without her beloved uncle, who instilled in her the importance of education, but now without her grandmother — her anchor. Your support cannot only help this family honor Cheryl’s life. Every donation can also help bring comfort, hope, and support this young woman’s future education as she plans to pursue a doctorate in Veterinary Medicine.
• The family has been inspired to transform their pain into purpose, to speak openly about mental health awareness, depression, grief and loss, and to honor their mother by helping others find hope with mental health advocacy.
This is more than just a Donation Fund.
- It is a call to compassion.
- A reminder to check in on your loved ones while they’re here.
- A glimpse into how deeply grief grows roots into the lives of families.
If you are able to donate, your support in any amount, in any form is a light in their darkest hour. It is a reminder that even in pain, community can heal. If you cannot, please know that a share, a prayer, or simply holding them in your thoughts means just as much. Thank you for reading, for caring, and for helping the Hill family honor a woman who deserves it. We leave you with this…
Romans 8:28 (NIV)
“And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.”
“Black women carry it all strongly, but their struggles quietly.”
With gratitude,
The Hill Family 🤍
Cheryl’s journey is marked by resilience and devotion. She carried the weight of losing her firstborn child, Jamarr A. Myrick (March 2024), and her beloved sister and birthday twin, Lou Ann Brown (October 2024). Through each loss, she remained a source of strength, offering compassion, wisdom, and unwavering love to her family and community. Especially, for her two surviving daughters, youngest son, and only grandchild tying it all back to her Faith in God.
To know her was to know a true giver; a woman's heart for servanthood and whose life reflected her devotion to God. She served as a faithful member at Beulah Heights First Pentecostal Church. So much so that when she was reported missing, the COMMUNITY made it their mission to help find her, searching for her with urgency and love, and finding her within four hours.
She was a devoted mother, a proud grandmother, a cherished sister, a loving and supportive aunt, and a loyal, gentle friend. She was the woman who prayed for others even as her own heart quietly ached. She never missed a milestone (big or small) showing up for every moment in the lives of those she loved. Though no bond was stronger than the one she shared with her only grandchild, her pride and joy, Jamiya. Now, as Miya (2026 class representative) continues to navigate her senior year, she must navigate it without not only her devoted uncle, but also without her foundation, her grandmother who stood beside her, cheering her on every step of the way.
But even the strongest, the kindest, the most faith-filled women can carry battles no one sees. Depression does not show mercy. Grief does not loosen its grip simply because a family leans on its matriarch. And for black women, so often expected to be the glue, the anchor, the unbreakable force, the weight of silent suffering can become a burden too heavy to bear alone.
Her youngest daughter, Olivia knows this journey too well.
Olivia was the caretaker for her brother, Jamarr A. Myrick, through his three-year battle with heart disease before God called him home. She cared for their mother with unwavering love, not out of obligation, but out of devotion, because her mom was not just their only surviving parent, but her best friend. Olivia offered her mom comfort, stability, and the same consistent support her mother had always poured into them. As a mother herself, raising the only grandchild and niece who helped pull this family through some of its darkest seasons. As she watched her mother age, Olivia felt it necessary to help carry the mantle of matriarchy. Not only as an obligation, but as an honor. As inspiration. As gratitude. As love.
To lose her mother so suddenly, recently losing her paternal uncle, Bernard McNeil, a retired New Haven Firefighter; her maternal aunt, Lou Ann Brown, lovingly known as “Big Momma” of the family; and her oldest brother, Elder Jamarr A. Myrick, a minister and retired NHPS Truancy Officer. All this within the last two years. Grief stacking. She still struggles as daddy’s babygirl losing her & Matthew’s Dad nine years ago after his courageous, but silent battle with AIDS.
Even in the midst of such profound loss, this family remains rooted in the belief that their pain carries purpose and that their story should be shared and used to bring awareness to the many hidden struggles so many families face.
So, in wake of this immeasurable grief, they feel called to shine a light on the silent battles so many black women face, and to remind the world to check on the strong ones; the ones who rarely ask for help, the ones who keep showing up even as their hearts quietly break. They want people to understand that grief is not a single moment, but a lifelong journey and it’s not linear and no one should ever have to walk it alone.
Mental health has caused silent damage in families across all our communities. My family and I want to be part of the solution. We are committed to providing our community with knowledge, resources, and support for those who are in need. We also want to encourage and guide anyone who feels called to pursue a career in mental health. Together, we can build a healthier, stronger, and more informed community.
Why The Hill Family Is Asking For Support:
• The Hill Family did everything “right.”
paid into life insurance policies faithfully for years, trusting it would protect their family in moments like this, but life insurance policies rarely empathize with the variation of ways one’s life can transition. These big companies have fallen heartbreakingly short leaving her family to face an unimaginable financial burden at the very moment their hearts are breaking.
• At the time of her passing, Cheryl was retired and living with her daughter, building memories, sharing love, and simply trying to find the peace she deserved battling grief.
• The family’s current focus was preparation to celebrate and support Jamiya’s big senior year; they are now faced with the task of laying Cheryl to rest. Jamiya, a resilient young woman, is already navigating this milestone year without her beloved uncle, who instilled in her the importance of education, but now without her grandmother — her anchor. Your support cannot only help this family honor Cheryl’s life. Every donation can also help bring comfort, hope, and support this young woman’s future education as she plans to pursue a doctorate in Veterinary Medicine.
• The family has been inspired to transform their pain into purpose, to speak openly about mental health awareness, depression, grief and loss, and to honor their mother by helping others find hope with mental health advocacy.
This is more than just a Donation Fund.
- It is a call to compassion.
- A reminder to check in on your loved ones while they’re here.
- A glimpse into how deeply grief grows roots into the lives of families.
If you are able to donate, your support in any amount, in any form is a light in their darkest hour. It is a reminder that even in pain, community can heal. If you cannot, please know that a share, a prayer, or simply holding them in your thoughts means just as much. Thank you for reading, for caring, and for helping the Hill family honor a woman who deserves it. We leave you with this…
Romans 8:28 (NIV)
“And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.”
“Black women carry it all strongly, but their struggles quietly.”
With gratitude,
The Hill Family 🤍
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$9,366.00 was contributed to For All Her Good ❤️ by 100 people in memory of Cheryl.
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