Cyanne Danaye Anderson was a wildflower in a world of sunshine—vibrant, untamed, and beautiful. She lived her life like the wildflowers she so resembled, free and full of color, brightening the paths of all who were lucky enough to know her.

To her parents, she was everything—a daughter, a source of pride, and always her Daddy’s girl. Her laugh could fill a room, her smile could soften any heart, and her spirit had a way of leaving the world just a little better than it was before. She loved fiercely and lived fully, and though her time here was far too short, her presence will forever linger in the memories and hearts of those who love her.

Cyanne will be forever 22—young, radiant, and unforgotten. In the breeze that stirs the wildflowers, in the warmth of the sun on your face, and in the quiet moments when her memory feels closest, she is there. Her love remains, timeless and unbroken, a light that will never fade.

May her wildflower spirit continue to bloom in those she loved most, and may her light forever guide you until you meet again.

Rest peacefully, sweet Cyanne. You are loved beyond words and missed beyond measure.