Crystal was born October 2nd, 1977. The fourth child of eleven to Randy and
Deborah Anderson. She passed on October 16, 2020 at 06:55 am.
She leaves behind her mother, Deborah Anderson, Siblings; Deanna Jackson,
Shawnda Maxwell, Randy Anderson, Ryan Anderson, Laura Anderson,
Amber Anderson, Rueben Anderson, Albert Anderson, Aaron Anderson,
and A. Stephanie Anderson, three children; Zachary Wright,
Breunna Wilburn, and Terrance Wilburn, one granddaughter; Madison
Wilburn, over 20 nieces and nephews, several Aunts, Uncles, Cousins,
Sibling In-Laws, much more family and many, many friends.
Crystal loved with her whole heart. She always found happiness in the Lord.
Despite being born and raised in Houston, Crystal's heart belonged in the
sandy waters of any beach. Her family has some measure of peace
knowing she left this world surrounded by family full of love.

We had often spoke of future plans. You wanted to bring our family
together and break the generational curses. And, if nothing else
could be said that would be enough, I believe that you succeeded.
We're together. There is no bitterness, and we're all at the depth
and height of our emotions. We are in a place where logic and
reason make no sense, and yet it all makes sense. You're a
CRYSTAL! You took light, and you spread it to each of us, as you
transcended the human experience. It is as if you decreed and
order before you departed the flesh. "Take care of mom", or as
the Bible says, "honor your mother and father", you aligned and
allied us. You brought us together with a common goal. The House
of Anderson stands united now. Such an incredibly mighty feat
because you know we're all strong and hardheaded. But you did it!
May the Most High bless and receive you graciously, my dear
sister. You did your work.
I love you sister, always and forever,
Your light continues to shine. -Albert Anderson

My sister was brave and fearless. She showed
strength that many don't have. That loving
compassionate spirit that is needed when taking care
of others. I am proud of her and love her to pieces. I
cherish the times we were able to spend together. I
wish I could tell her how much I loved her. My little
sister, I look forward to seeing you in paradise,
beautiful, happy and healthy.
-Your Big Sister Deanna

If you've ever felt you were less loved, we now know
that is not reality. If you've only imagined the
resurrection, we now know the importance. If you've
ever thought about our family division, we now know
the need for each other. When we see each other
again, it will be in the past, as will the pain.
Romans 6:23, 8:38-39
-Ryan Jacob

O, Crystal, why have you gone.
I miss the dancing, the laughing, and the singing songs.
Your laugh, your smile, when I picked on you too.
I will remember the love of me and you.
Grateful for years spent and time we shared
Wisdom taught to games we played, 2 square and
double dare
Not just family or sister but closest friends.
We will miss our dear sister without end.
I love you! -Big Bro RD

You were a form of your name; hard and stubborn.
You shined like a light. Misunderstood in every way. You could
confuse a person with your stubbornness. You were hard to
deal with. Under that skin tough as diamond, you let a
sweetness reign. You cared so deeply for so many throughout
your life. Most did not deserve the love, compassion, and
mercy that you showed. You forgave ridiculously easy, and you
loved God Almighty with a loud voice, YAAASS!
Every moment down to the last you cared and comforted
without being asked. You will be missed good and bad. But I
am happy for the promises of God. A healthy, happy uniquely
you. The bling queen will return completely brand new. I love
you sis, always have. We had times good and bad. LOVE DOES
COVER A MULTITUDE OF SIN. Now I will hold our memories
within.
Your little sister "the health freak: Amber Leigh
As I write this, I'm feeling the heavy loss of you,
beautiful sister. But I am so grateful that all the
memories we have created together are all happy.
Together full of laughs, dreams of travel, silly dances,
and your ever so delicious mocha coffees. I could never
decline a cup when you offered. Doing our makeup
together for family events was always part of the event
for me. You always rocked those red lips! I can't wait to
drink mochas with our waterproof lipstick and watch
"Just Like Heaven" again.
I love you forever Crystal! - Stephy

From Mom
A Flower In My Garden
A flower grows from a seedling and blooms for a while.
It gets knocked and bumped and still is standing strong
despite these bumps and it vows to flourish. It is there
till one day a bug gets in its home without the flower
knowing. It starts to bend as it tries to fight back that
bug. The bug attacks the flower from all angles, the
stem to the roots and the poor flower is constantly
fighting. But the damage was too much for the flower
and it starts to wither. All the while still trying to fight,
the petals slowly drop off and the flower bends over
more. Having the fight of its life, the flower realizes that
the bug has gotten the best of her and lies down in
defeat. It broke my heart to see my flower lose the fight
with that bug. I will not be able to replace that special
flower in my garden anytime soon. But I know that one
day I will find that same flower and it will stand tall in
my garden once again without fear of any bugs.
My sister, I have loved you from the
beginning, to the end of your days
and until the end of mine. I am
grateful for being your sister. I will
miss your laugh and smile, her love
of red lipstick and the way she arched
her brow. My sister loved freely and
fiercely! She left her touch on
everyone she met. "May the road rise
up to meet you. May the wind be
always at your back. May the sun
shine warm upon your face; the rains
fall soft upon your fields and until
we meet again, may God hold you in
the palm of His hand". Rest easy sis.
Love always– Nikki

My first little sister was not only beautiful, but she was genuine. I
think that word encompasses her whole being. She genuinely and truly
loved and cared for her kids, her family and most people she met. She
was a people person and was always ready for a family outing. She was
so strong and courageous. She was God-fearing and often voiced it or
wrote about it. Crystal was so sweet and wanted you to know how much
she loved you. I will miss her dearly, and I pray that I will see her
again soon in the resurrection.
Always your sister, Shawnda