Obituary
Nannie Ruth Potter, a beloved mother, grandmother, and great-grandmother, passed away peacefully on May 6, 2025 at the age of 80 in her cherished hometown of Goldsboro, NC. Born on July 11, 1944, Nannie was a beacon of resilience, humor, and warmth, leaving an indelible mark on all who had the privilege of knowing her.
Nannie was the proud mother of Patricia Shifflett (Wilson), Shirley Potter (John), she is "preceded in death by 3 sons, Harvey Taylor, James Potter, and Robert Potter, each of whom she adored with all her heart. Her nurturing spirit extended beyond her immediate family, blossoming into a legacy of love that encompassed 9 grandchildren - Rebecca (Chris), Jonathon(Chelsea), Robin (Josh), Christina, Crystle, Robert, Margaret, Sue Ann, Wilson, Janice (Shane) and 21 great-grandchildren - Piers, Cole, Alayzah, Caleb, Shaydon, Gabrielle, Jaedyn, Faith , Ethan, Savannah, Hunter, Robert, Shannon, Marcus, Stan, Alexis, Paul, Michael, Riley, Alexander, and Douglas. She is also survived by 2 great great grandchildren Kayianna and Waverly. Her family was her pride and joy, and she poured her robust sense of humor and down-to-earth wisdom into the lives of every family member.
Anyone who knew Nannie was aware of her keen eye for a bargain and her love for the thrill of a good yard sale or thrift store find. She had an uncanny ability to transform the ordinary into the extraordinary, always seeing the potential in every item she encountered. Her adventures in thrifting became treasured stories that she lovingly shared with friends and family.
Nannie's generous spirit and caring nature defined her life. She was always the first to offer a helping hand or a comforting word to anyone in need, believing that kindness was the greatest gift one could offer. Her laughter was infectious, and her love was unconditional.
Though she has left this world, Nannie Ruth Potter’s legacy lives on through the countless lives she touched with her infectious laughter, her unwavering strength, and her boundless love. Her family and friends find solace in the memories they shared with her and in the knowledge that her spirit continues to watch over them.
In her memory, the family encourages everyone to find joy in the simple pleasures of life, as Nannie did, and to embrace each day with the same compassion and humor that she so effortlessly embodied.
Nannie will be dearly missed but fondly remembered by all who knew her. Her laughter echoes in the hearts of many, a reminder of the love and light she brought into the world.
Gallery
Memory wall
I cry my silent tears.
My heart is broken into a million tiny pieces.
The silence is deafening to my ears.
The darkness frightens me.
The shadows climb the wall.
I hear footsteps walking,
Passing through the hall.
The loneliness surrounds me;
It takes my breath away.
This is the pattern of my life
Since that awful, dreadful day.
Without a clue,
Without a hint
Of what was yet to be,
God called you home
To be with him
And took you away from me.
I walk, I talk. I carry on
When the sun pokes out its head,
But when darkness falls
And evening comes,
I cannot go to bed.
For this is when I miss you most of all.
When I curl into a little ball
And cry those silent tears.
Watching the shadows
And missing you.
But I'm missing you so much
If I could only see you
And once more feel your touch.
Yes, you've just walked on ahead of me
Don't worry I'll be fine
But now and then I swear I feel
Your hand slip into mine.
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