Judy's obituary
Born on February 23, 1956, in Newark, New Jersey, to the late Bernall M. Holland and Willard Mills, Judy Mae Mills was the youngest of seven children. She attended St. Mary’s and graduated from Central High School, carrying with her a spark that would shine through every chapter of her life.
Judy went on to earn an associate degree in Business from Essex County Community College and found joy in teaching first grade at the Islamic School of New Jersey. During this time, she married Dawud Rasul and embraced Islam—becoming a devoted Muslim woman whose beauty radiated from the inside out. She carried herself with grace, order, and a deep spiritual conviction that grounded her through life’s ups and downs.
Judy was a nurturing, compassionate, and fiercely protective mother to her two beautiful daughters. She poured love, wisdom, and strength into their lives. And though her path shifted after divorce, Judy continued to move forward with courage, dignity, and faith—always keeping God and family at the center.
A true warrior, Judy overcame a 30-year battle with addiction, thanks to the support of her loving sisters in Philadelphia. Her strength didn’t stop there—she bravely faced and beat breast cancer, ovarian cancer, and more. Judy’s kindness was matched only by her fire. She was sweet, but never soft. She fought for her peace, her light, and her purpose—with unshakable faith and fearless determination.
Judy was also a natural hustler—always about her business. She served food for the Newark Board of Education, worked at Revlon’s warehouse, and later spent time working at a thrift store she loved for its fashion. But when the money wasn’t right, she quit—because Judy didn’t play about her coins!
One of the most meaningful chapters of her life came when she moved in to care for her elderly mother. For 12 years, Judy dedicated herself fully—an act of love and loyalty that spoke volumes about her heart, her growth, and her devotion to family.
Judy lit up every room with her radiant smile and vibrant spirit. She was the heart of every conversation—always ready with a joke, a story, or a word of encouragement. Her creativity flowed through African dance and handmade jewelry. She loved her Bible, her morning coffee, and her pickets. But above all, she loved her family.
She especially cherished time with her grandchildren and great-grandchildren—cooking Sunday dinners and passing down love, laughter, and legacy with every meal. Her salmon cakes were the best!
Judy Mae Mills lived with grace, grit, and God.
Her story is one of transformation, strength, and everlasting love.