|Birth: ||Jan. 26, 1968|
|Death: ||May 15, 2014|
Allison was a family oriented, loving individual. She was the second child of Wesleyand Gail Wisenbaker
. Her Mother died at age 49 from a heart attack and Allison finished rearing her little sister Megan who was seven when their Mother died. Allison, Megan and their Father moved from Perry, Fl to Valdosta, Ga and lived next door to their Grandparents and across the road from me. Their Father Wesley Wisenbaker developed cancer and died in 1996 when Megan was almost 13. Allison also helped to take care of her Granny Wisenbaker. When Megan was a senior in high school, Allison had to have rotator cuff surgery and moved back to Perry. Over the years she had many health problems and surgeries and was finally diagnosed with Lupus and became physically disabled. It upset her that this autoimmune disease could not be physically seen and people would tend to deal harshly because of this.
Allison loved butterflies and the color purple. She loved to go to family reunions and loved her family very much. She was a good cook,and caregiver. She was very creative with arts and crafts projects.
She was by our side in Atlanta when our daughter was taken off the ventilator, her loved cousin Debbie.
She was preceded in death by her parents, her Grandparents, Paul and Eva Mae Coffee and Louis and Cuba Wisenbaker and her brother John Wisenbaker .
She is survived by her sister Megan and brother Paul, one nephew Kellan and two nieces Felicity and Audrey.
After all her years of severe pain, she became a suicide victim.
She will be deeply missed.
Allison's beloved pet Hannah Banana Wisenbaker
"Lady Lupus"–Rhonda C. Poynter
She glides about my little house:
At night, she roams the halls
And wraps herself in shadow,
As she taps upon my walls.
She's coughed away my neighbors—
They're certain they must leave,
To run forgotten errands,
To sail the seven seas.
She makes a shifty housemate:
She'll pocket odds and ends,
And without a warning—there are things
I'll never see, again.
As of late, she steals my flowers—
Ties them up and throws them out:
This is a sickly situation!
There is no air for extra mouths!
Someday, my house shall be rebuilt;
I've planned new and lovely rooms,
And morning will spill down like coins
As birds chirp from the sill, good news—
Someday, it will not matter
That she took the old walls down.
Chatter will get going, and
Old friends will come around
To tell me that they always knew
I'd manage through it all.
I'm here for good—a lady has no chance
Against a wrecking ball.
Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free;
I'm following the path God laid for me;
I took his hand, when I heard him call;
I turned my back and left it all.
I could not stay another day;
To laugh, to love, to work or play;
Tasks left undone, must stay that way;
I found that place at close of day.
If my parting has left a void
Then fill it with remembered joy;
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss;
Ah , yes, these things I, too will miss.
Be not burdened with times of sorrow;
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow;
My life's been full, I savored much;
Good friends, good times, a loved one's touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief;
Don't lengthen it now with undue grief;
Lift up your heart, and share with me;
God wanted me now, he set me free....
Ivy Wesley Wisenbaker (1936 - 1996)
Edna Gail Coffee Wisenbaker (1941 - 1991)
Allison Leigh Wisenbaker (1968 - 2014)
John Wesley Wisenbaker (1970 - 2003)*
Oak Ridge Cemetery
Created by: Delita
Record added: May 15, 2014
Find A Grave Memorial# 129823924