Tammi J. Schoenfeld, 56, of Copperas Cove died Nov. 2, 2015

Tammi Joann Schoenfeld, our hippie-at-heart mother.

If you’re about to throw away an old pair of pantyhose, stop. Consider: Tammi (you probably knew her as “the life of the party”), who entered eternal life and the loving arms of Our Heavenly Father on Monday, Nov. 2, 2015.

Her spirit is carried on by her three daughters; 13 grandchildren; her parents, Edward and Fae Hall; and an extended family of relations and friends from every walk of life.

We were blessed to learn many valuable lessons from Tammi during her 56 years, born Sept. 8,1959.

Among those lessons:

• Never throw away old pantyhose; they could make the best Christmas ornaments.

• Let a dog (or two or three) share your bed; they make the best slumber party friends.

• Say a prayer for everyone.

• Go to church with a Little Debbie Swiss Cake in your purse.

• Cry at the love you have for everyone every time.

• Give the Little Debbie Swiss Cakes to your homeless friends you may meet.

• Go to a nursing home and help everyone in need. Our mother loved her work as a home health aide and dedicated herself to be family to those who needed the extra TLC.

• Correspond with the imprisoned and have lunch with the cognitively challenged.

• Make the car dance by lightly tapping the brakes to the beat of songs on the radio.

• Offer rides to people carrying a big load or caught in the rain or summer heat.

• Believe the hitchhiker you pick up who says he is a landscaper and his name is “Peat Moss.”

• Have the gift of gab and talk to everyone. We are all just sisters and brothers on this earth and everyone can be our friend.

• Help anyone struggling to get their kids into a car or shopping cart or across a parking lot.

• Give to every charity that asks; even if you don’t have much, still help.

• Choose to believe the best about people and what they do, no matter what your children say they discovered online. (Sorry Mom. I still think I am right about that one time.)

• Allow the homeless to keep warm in your car.

In her lifetime, Tammi made contact time after time. Those who’ve taken her lessons to heart will continue to ensure that a cold drink will be given for the overheated garbage collector and mail carrier; every baby will be kissed and told how amazing they are; every nursing home resident will be visited; the hungry will have a Little Debbie Swiss Cake; the guest will have a warm bed and soft nightlight and long nights of giggle-filled talks; and every puppy will know the love of a slumber party.

You may read this and recall a letter from her that touched your heart, tickled your funny bone or maybe made you say, “Huh?”

She is survived by her children and grandchildren — whose photos she would share with prospective friends in the checkout line — Gidget (husband Jared and children James, Austin, Athena, Arwen, Aiden, Evangeline and Danny), Tiffanie (husband Kevin and children, Fantasia, Derek, Ezra and Anci’anna), Lena (husband Mike and children Parker and Ethan); and many in-laws, nieces, nephews, friends and family too numerous to list but not forgotten.

Tammi is reunited with her grandparents Luther and Marie Moore; sister Cindi Dodd; and two brothers Luke Stoneman and Buddie Hall; along with many others.

Friends (and strangers she would love to have met) are invited to a celebration of life to be held in her memory Nov. 28 at noon sharp and lasting until 2 p.m. at the Italian Village clubhouse, 980 West 960 North in Orem, Utah, with a spreading of Tammi’s ashes and pendant ceremony. A balloon release will follow from 2-2:45 p.m. at a location to be determined by weather. Please dress comfortably with a splash of purple if you have it and make sure to bring a warm jacket in case of bad weather.