Cheryl Lynn Davidson, of Saltville Virginia, daughter of Arthur Davidson and Mervaline “Polly” Davidson – nee, Surber – was called to the Lord suddenly at her home on the morning of Saturday, August 14, 2021, at the age of 73.  She is survived by her daughter, Jennifer Shannon Poulter of Virginia Beach; her son, Charles Brian McCartney; his wife, Nathalie; and four granddaughters, Emily Lou, Samantha Lynn, Caroline Paige, and Rebecca Jane, residents of North Carolina.  She is also survived by her brothers, Michael and Pete Davidson; Sister, Sheila “Junebug”; and two precious dogs, Dudley Moore and Vickie Jane, “Lil’ Bit.” 

Cheryl was a brilliant and beautiful woman who lived life to the fullest.  Though she knew struggle, her sensitivity and courage were intense.  She loved her children, friends, and family dearly, and enjoyed many rich, fulfilling friendships through her time with us.  She unwaveringly supported her children and grandchildren in their difficult times, never shied from firmly correcting them when necessary, and ultimately, she witnessed the fruits of her labor and sacrifice in their success.

A gifted and dedicated nurse who earned praise and deep respect from her many colleagues over the years, she took the “little things” seriously in caring for a great many people through the years.  It was truly her passion to be the consummate professional that she was. 

She was clear in her wish that we should not trouble ourselves whether she knew peace.  Friends and family alike, rejoice! For her beautiful soul has fled the trials of this place to be reunited with her Lord and those whom she also loves, who have gone before us.  Prominently among her valued possessions was a single piece of white paper, on it blended lyrics from Thomas Moore’s “Silent to Thee’” and Mary Elizabeth Frye’s “Do Not Stand at My grave and Weep.” 

As, down in the sunless retreats of the ocean, 

Sweet flowers are springing no mortal can see, 

So, deep in my soul, the still prayer of devotion, 

Unheard by the world, rises, silent in Thee.

Do not stand at my grave and weep, 

I am not there; I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow, 

I am the diamond glints on snow,

I am the sun on ripened grain, 

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning’s hush, 

I am the swift uplifting rush.

Of quiet birds in circled flight, 

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not think of me as gone, 

I am still with you – in each new dawn.

She is deeply and sorely missed.  Indeed, the world is a bit less lovely without her, so we should endeavor to restore it, paying forward the love, support, and friendship that she held for us all.  A memorial service will be held in Saltville on a day to be determined in October (please provide contact information here to receive updates).  In lieu of flowers, those who wish may make donations to the USO, DAV, or Noah’s Ark (these were her favorites).