Terry Lynn Huha

Some people leave footprints on our hearts, but a precious few leave them on generations of hearts.

Terry was one of those extraordinary people.

She was born into the Breyfogle family, where she earned the nickname "The Glue." It was a name that fit her for a lifetime. As her siblings grew up and scattered across the country, Terry was the one who kept everyone connected. Family wasn't simply something she belonged to, it was something she nurtured. Friday night pizza wasn't complete without a game of cards around the table. Those evenings became traditions, and those traditions became some of life's most treasured memories.

Terry was the steady heartbeat of her home.

She was the mom racing from soccer fields to doctor's appointments, staying awake through the night during lambing season, growing flower gardens and vegetables, opening her home to school friends, and somehow making ordinary days feel full. She taught through quiet acts of love, showing her family that caring for others wasn't something you said, it was simply something you did.

If there was a role Terry was born for, it was becoming Grandma.

Her grandchildren knew adventures filled with camping trips, card games, sleepovers and countless little moments that, at the time, probably felt ordinary. Looking back, they'll realize those were the moments that shaped them.

More than anything, Terry made her grandchildren feel safe. Cherished. Deeply loved. She wasn't simply a visitor in their lives; she became part of who they are. She often joked about having "Grandma-itis," and she wore the title with unmistakable pride. Her love has taken root in each of her grandchildren and will continue growing through the generations that follow.

Some things were simply Terry.

Quilting.

An ice-cold Diet Pepsi.

A competitive game of cards or a well-loved board game.

The little rituals that, because they belonged to her, became unforgettable.

She leaves behind quilts stitched lovingly by her own hands that will continue warming those she loved for years to come. She leaves grandchildren who will share stories of their Grandma with younger siblings who were too little to remember every adventure themselves. She leaves friendships that became family, and family spread across the country whose lives are forever better because she was part of them.

On the morning of August 24, 2026, Terry passed away peacefully, surrounded by her husband and her three boys.

She leaves to cherish her memory her beloved husband, Mike V. Huha; her sons, Daniel (Hadleigh) Burch, with granddaughters Wallace and Winslow; Colin (Breanne) Burch, with grandchildren Charlie, Wrenley, and Cohen; and Joseph Burch.

She is also lovingly remembered by her siblings: Donna (Doug Langrell) Breyfogle and family; Debra (Jerry Jones) Breyfogle and family; Wilfred (Rhonda) Breyfogle and family; Marvin Breyfogle; Wendy (Terry Bradley) Breyfogle and family; and Timothy (Terry Jean) Breyfogle and family.

She also leaves behind her chosen family: her "sisters," Denise Neudorf and Cherie Teichroeb, and her honorary "sons," Andrew and Robert Hood and Stewart Elliott, along with countless friends whose lives were enriched by her kindness, generosity, and unwavering love.

Her memory will be carried always—in stories shared around kitchen tables, in family gatherings, around campfires, wrapped in handmade quilts, and in every act of love she inspired.

Some people leave footprints on our hearts, but a precious few leave them on generations of hearts. Terry was one of those extraordinary people. We were the lucky ones who got to walk beside her.

Forever Young

Audra Mae (a cappella)