Donna S. Shaw

It’s with great sadness that we announce the passing of Donna S Shaw May 22, 2026 . Donna was born March 14, 1949 and grew up to make her home in Cobb County and attended Warwick High School in Newport News Va. Her childhood was filled with adventures of living in Formosa (Taiwan), Ft Stewart Ga, Burlington Iowa , Schofield Barracks Oahu Hawaii, NewPort News VA, and Marietta Ga. She was married to Ray Shaw who preceded her in death in 2023. Donna is survived by her son Jason Shaw and his wife Joy Shaw and daughter Robin Leroy. She is survived by her grandchildren Josh Shaw, Carleigh Pendergrast, Savannah Leroy, Austin Henley, and Kip Henley and 3 great grandchildren Georgia Shaw, Sadie Shaw, and Leyton Pendergrast. She had two brothers, survived by Stuart Hicks and Harold Hicks who preceded her in death. Her best friend and sister in law Glenda and JL Murray, Michael McWhorter who was like a little brother to her for years. And the girls group called the Dolls that she enjoyed spending time with as the years grew on.

Donna was a very successful Real Estate agent who’s drive and determination showed in the many awards and clients that became friends over years of business.

She was instrumental in MADD after the death of her brother n law Larry Shaw in 1977.

She was a loving wife, mother, grandmother, and great grandmother as well as loyal friend. She will be terribly missed and loved forever.

This was her last writing that she wrote prior to her death and sent to the family.

Fragile Eden

A full moon seen through gossamer threads of mosquito netting shining down on a lake, surrounded by mountains in Taiwan was the view a six year old fell asleep to. A fragile Eden that formed a lifetime memory. A shiny full moon setting between the red rock hills of Sedona, Arizona, touched the cord that binds my heart to this wondrous place we call home. But is it? Aren't we all longing for that final, perfect destination thrown away by careless choice long ago?

I think of that garden in that olive grove called Gethsemini, bloody tears pouring down that precious face, that cross where sacrifice became renewal, that final act to restore home to those willing to make the right choice this time.

We spend our lives searching for that home. The glimpses of a fragile Eden leading us on. I will step through that veil to see my Eden, only to find it's not fragile at all!

Mom, Garry, Granny, and Grandy, we will always have a hole in our hearts but we are happy you are dancing in heaven.