Amy "Elizabeth" Lindsay Buro

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May 12, 1978 ~ October 2, 2024

Born in: Fairfax, Virginia
Resided in: Herndon, VA

Our sweet Amy lost her 3 year battle with metastatic breast cancer on Wednesday, October 2nd at 12:03 am. At 11:04 pm on our 19th anniversary I asked her to hang on for 56 minutes so she didn’t make the best day of my life, my worst, and in her final selfless moments, she did.

We are utterly heartbroken 💔 by her loss but my Amy was an introvert, and everyone who knows her knows she would never have wanted to be the center of attention, or to have anyone fuss over her. But I have had so many people reach out to tell me how much they loved and enjoyed her, and how much she brightened their day. Amy loved being a mom, problem solving and helping anyone and everyone she could, in whatever way she could.

I know Amy would not have wanted any of us to wallow in our grief, but make the most of the time we have and be deliberate with how we spend it. In her legacy she’d want everyone to love and care for one another.

Amy was born and raised in Fairfax county and lived here all her life. She was a homemaker much of her life but loved her part time job at Vienna Baptist Church. Amy is survived by her husband Adam, her children Lily, Ryan, Julie and Damon. Her mother Nancy, brother Damon, sister-in-law Alysia, nephew Aidan and niece Kathryn.

A funeral service will be held at 11am, October 11 at Money & King Funeral Home in Vienna, Virginia. In lieu of flowers, please make donations to Vienna Baptist Church in her name.

Due to technical difficulties, the first 18 minutes of audio of Amy’s Service has become unretrievable. Please find the readings of the service below:

A Service to Honor God and Celebrate the Life of
Amy “Elizabeth” Lindsay Buro
May 12, 1978 – October 2, 20204
October 11, 2024 11:00 AM
Money and King Chapel
My name is Michael Catlett. I am a retired
minister and I am honored to lead this service as
we celebrate Amy’s life and remember her love.
Please take a moment to silence your cellphones
or other electronic devices. Double check to make
sure your devices are turned off.
I suppose it is appropriate we have this service in
the morning. Amy was a morning person, awake
to new opportunities, getting the family ready for
whatever the day would hold, believing each day
was filled with promise. Of course this morning is
different; every morning since her death has been
different, though i imagine you sometimes hear her
voice and think of what she might have said or
done as you prepare for another day where she is
not present and yet is always with you.
Amy appreciated the writings of Joyce Meyer. I
suspect one of the things she did each morning
was read one of Meyer’s devotions. On this bright
morning in which grief casts a shadow Meyer’s
words shine a light of promise.
God is capable of leading us in the dark,
because dark is the same as light to Him. We
may be in the dark about what is going on, but
God is light, so He never dwells in darkness.
No matter what you are facing today, choose to
trust that God will make a way.
Listen now to a song that expresses that truth.
You who dwell in the shelter of the Lord
Who abide in His shadow for life
Say to the Lord, “My refuge, my rock in whom I
trust!”
And He will raise you up on eagles’ wings
Bear you on the breath of dawn
Make you to shine like the sun
And hold you in the palm of His hand
The snare of the fowler will never capture you
And famine will bring you no fear
Under His wings your refuge, His faithfulness
your shield
And He will raise you up on eagles’ wings
Bear you on the breath of dawn
Make you to shine like the sun
And hold you in the palm of His hand
You need not fear the terror of the night
Nor the arrow that flies by day
Though thousands fall about you, near you it
shall not come
And He will raise you up on eagles’ wings
Bear you on the breath of dawn
Make you to shine like the sun
And hold you in the palm of His hand
For to His angels He’s given a command
To guard you in all of your ways
Upon their hands they will bear you up
Lest you dash your foot against a stone
And He will raise you up on eagles’ wings
Bear you on the breath of dawn
Make you to shine like the sun
And hold you in the palm of His hand
And hold you, hold you in the palm of His hand
Please join me in prayer. Gracious God, Amy was
a wonderful person who touched the lives of more
people than she ever imagined. Hold all who
loved her in the palm of your hand, O God, as we
celebrate her life. Amen.
I didn’t know Amy the way many of you knew her.
For some of you she was a great friend, someone
with whom you worked or laughed or shared a
confidence or a meal. To you, Nancy, she was a
wonderful daughter. To you, Adam, she was a
wonderful wife, a great partner with whom you
shared all you are and have. To you – Lily, Ryan,
Julie and Damon – she was an encourager, an
inspiration, a Minecraft collaborator, a guiding
force, a friend and mother. All of you shared life
and love with her which is why this day is filled
with grief and joy. You grieve her death and
rejoice for all she shared with you.
My path intersected Amy’s a few times, but those
brief encounters weren’t enough to know her as
you knew her. She was quiet, even a bit shy and
somehow always positive. She wasn’t the kind of
person who wanted to be the center of attention.
She never thought she was very important; she
thought the ones she loved were important, which
is a great definition of humility. Amy was
tenacious. She refused to give up whether it was
repairing her clothes dryer, fixing an air
conditioner, working on a Sudoku puzzle or
battling cancer. Some things, no matter how
determined or stubborn one is, cannot be fixed or
solved.
Amy always hoped and believed cancer would be
defeated. In a way she did defeat it. She never
let cancer define who she was which made her
victorious. She refused to allow her disease to
diminish her spirit. As best she could, and with all
her determination, she lived by these words of the
Apostle Paul.
… I’d say you’ll do best by filling your mind
and meditating on things true, noble, reputable,
authentic, compelling, gracious—the best, not
the worst; the beautiful, not the ugly; things to
praise, not things to curse… Do that, and God,
who makes everything work together, will work
you into his most excellent harmonies.
Philippians 4:8-9
As Amy courageously faced each day she was
never alone. You walked with her, and that gave
her strength. God walked with her, and that filled
her with hope. Listen as Alan Jackson sings.
In the Garden
I come to the garden alone
While the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear, falling on my ear
The son of God discloses
And he walks with me
And he talks with me
And he tells me I am his own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known
I’d stay in the garden with him
Though the night around me is falling
But he bids me go
Through the voice of woe
His voice to me is calling
And he walks with me
And he talks with me
And he tells me I am his own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known
Adam, you walked with Amy. In this moment I
imagine you can sense her presence and feel the
touch of her hand in yours. Love has a way of
making the past present, of wounding us with grief
and healing us with joy. Here are the loving words
you wrote about your walk with Amy.
Amy always said she was sad to discover
movie love isn’t real. We’re talking the kind of
love that sweeps you up and away before you
realize it. We mistakenly watched The
Notebook one Valentine’s Day and after hours
of crying, I have to say zero out of ten, do not
recommend.
Amy and I definitely had our ups and downs as
any marriage does. We faced extreme tests
that I think may have destroyed other couples
but Amy was strong and fought hard to hold on
to what she believed in and thank God that
included me.
One Anniversary she drew me a card of our
stick figure family in the game of Life including
all of the highs and lows we’d experienced
throughout our journey but most importantly
she highlighted our greatest strength was in
each other.
In the days since her passing so many people
have reached out to tell me how much Amy
brightened their day and even in her darkest
moments she constantly reassured us
everything would be okay if only I realized she
meant with or without her.
While I’ve struggled immensely over the last
few days with the earth shattering reality of the
person I’ve lost, I believe I’ve discovered in her
memories that movie love is in fact real and I
know she’s beaming down on me and all of us
because she’ll always be my sunshine.
As you all leave today, love hard, hold tight and
spend your time thoughtfully because it’s so
much more precious than I ever realized. From
the bottom of my heart thank you all for helping
me and our family show her how special and
loved she really was.
Does anyone have a remembrance or recollection
they would like to share. If so, please come
forward and speak from the stand since the
service is being live streamed.
An Opportunity to Share
Amy had a whimsical nature that rounded out her
more practical side. She could fix most anything,
but she also created a distinctive voice to express
what she thought her dog would like to say.
Apparently the dog was quite funny! Amy loved to
laugh and enjoyed making others laugh, too. I
imagine she found much of life humorous, which
makes for happier times than seeing life as
disappointing and sad. Every day Amy looked for
what was good in life and in people.
She could get agitated by circumstances and
situations but she was unable or unwilling to stay
mad or upset. She refused to get caught up in
arguments about things that didn’t ultimately
matter. She did her best to understand another’s
perspective, especially when it differed from her
own. She was willing to give others a pass when
they didn’t measure up to her standards, but found
it difficult to afford herself that same latitude. She
was willing to offer others grace but sometimes
found it difficult to accept grace herself.
Amy was creative. She enjoyed making
something that brought her and others joy. She
liked to paint, color, and cook – each action
marked by her imaginative touch.
She could be whimsical, entranced by Disney
magic, or captivated by giraffes, those long
necked, long-legged creatures with a loping gait
that seem not to belong to this world but do.
Perhaps that’s how she felt about herself
sometimes. When asked to select a favorite color
Amy might well respond with rainbow. All the
colors of the spectrum were her favorites.
Since rainbow was her choice it seemed fitting to
hear a song about one, sung by a man
accompanying himself on a whimsical ukulele.
Somewhere Over the Rainbow
Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high
And the dreams that you dream of
Once in a lullaby, oh
Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly
And the dreams that you dream of
Dreams really do come true-ooh-ooh
Someday I’ll wish upon a star
Wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where trouble melts like lemon drops
High above the chimney tops that’s where
You’ll find me, oh
Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly
And the dream that you dare to
Oh why, oh why can’t I? I
Someday I’ll wish upon a star
Wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where trouble melts like lemon drops
High above the chimney top that’s where you’ll
find me
Oh, somewhere over the rainbow way up high
And the dream that you dare to
Why, oh why can’t I?
Perhaps the song is another way of speaking
about the life to come, which in its own way, is
whimsical – over the rainbow, or over the Jordan
River, or through the pearly gates to a land that is
fairer than day. Amy believed death marked a new
beginning when she would be given a new life by
the one who first breathed life into her. Here’s how
a passage from 1 Peter expresses that hope.
What a God we have! And how fortunate we
are to have him, this Father of our Master
Jesus! Because Jesus was raised from the
dead, we’ve been given a brand-new life and
have everything to live for, including a future in
heaven—and the future starts now! God is
keeping careful watch over us and the future.
The Day is coming when you’ll have it all—life
healed and whole.
1 Peter 1:3-5
That day has come for Amy. Though she is
restored you are wounded. I pray God’s grace
and mercy will comfort you and ultimately give you
peace.
When faced with a difficult time, or when she
wondered what she or you ought to do she would
ask herself and you – Is it helpful; is it kind? She
was helpful and kind. I trust this service has been
helpful and kind, too.
Please pray with me. Gracious God, hearts are
weighed down with sorrow, and yet spirits are
lifted by joyous remembrances. May memories
bring more smiles than tears, and may the love
that wounds also heal the hearts of those who will
always love Amy. God’s grace, mercy and love be
with us all. Amen.

Adam’s dad, Michael:

I am honored and humbled that I was asked to say a few words here today. I have been mentally trying to articulate what I needed to say for the past week, and it has been difficult. Today (October 8) seems like the perfect day to write about Amy. The day is sunny and mild with a sweet breeze flowing over us, as if Amy were blowing kisses and telling us everything will be ok. Yes, it will be ok just not today but someday soon.

Both Jill-Ann and myself along with my daughter Caitlin and her husband Travis grieve alongside her mother Nancy, Amy’s husband Adam and her children Lily, Ryan, Julie, and Damon as we learn to navigate a slightly colder world without our sweet Amy to shed light and warmth.

This scripture has resonated with me throughout the years for many reasons and I find it particularly comforting in light of past events. In John chapter 14, Jesus said: “Do not let your hearts be troubled. You believe in God[a]; believe also in me. My Father’s house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am. You know the way to the place where I am going.”

Thomas said to him, “Lord, we don’t know where you are going, so how can we know the way?”

Jesus answered, “I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me. If you really know me, you will know[b] my Father as well. From now on, you do know him and have seen him.”

Amy entered our universe some twenty years ago along with her sidekick Lily and we became an instant family and grandparents all at the same time. It seemed we won the lottery and over the years Amy and Adam’s legacy continued to grow with the addition of Ryan, Julie, and Damon.

Over the years Amy and Adam became one unified couple, each one-half of a perfect union, two brains and hearts operating in perfect syncronicity with typical marital hiccups along the way, both completed each other.

Amy brought eternal optimism and indomitable spirit to live and live fully. There was nothing she could not do if she put her mind to the task at hand, nothing was impossible for her. She was the family CEO, storyteller, sharing the love she felt for the Lindsay-Austin clan, so much that nonfamily members grew to love these family members as well.

Amy is not gone, just look around the room, she is everywhere, her legacy lives on in the lives of her children, each carrying a piece of her in everything they do. Her artistic creativity lives on in Lily, Ryan has her sweet compassion for others, Julie with her fighting spirit and Damon with his impish ways and sweet nature. Adam will continue to nurture, comfort, and guide them as Amy would.

Amy fought with every ounce of her being that she would beat her illness, and we believed her because if anyone could do this, she could. Sadly, this was not to be but provided everyone in her universe a degree of hope for that was who was, everyone’s cheerleader, the woman you went to when you needed comfort, a hug, a kiss, or plain loving.

Amy’s sense of humor was on full display when she became a Buro, but she drew the line in adding her initial “L,” to this oft maligned last name by refusing to be known as Amy El Buro. I smile whenever I think of that as I can relate.

Amy’s approach to life was filled with wonder and excitement, she would find joy and excitement where others failed to see. She would often walk around our house and yard pointing out a special flower, bird, and sometimes insects she would spy. I cannot tell you how many times she would catch sight of mistletoe growing and asking me if I had a shotgun to shoot it out of the tree.

Amy’s faith was something we shared, with many discussions on God’s will and what His plan was or each of us. Of course, it was all conjecture, but I believe with all my heart and soul that Amy is in the Father’s house, preparing a room for all of us, for the time when we can be all together again.

We do not die we just move on, and Amy has moved on urging us to not mourn or be sad for long but to live as she would have, not with fear but optimism that at the end of the day it will be fine.

Amy will be forever missed, every holiday or family vacation will be a “little less” without our sweet Amy but I am reassured that we will be together once again, at a time yet to be determined.

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Funeral Service: October 11, 2024 11:00 am - 12:00 pm

Money and King Funeral Home
171 W. Maple Ave.
Vienna, VA 22180

703-938-7440

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The family greatly appreciates donations made to these charities in Amy "Elizabeth" Lindsay Buro 's name.

Vienna Baptist Church

541 Marshall Street SW

Vienna,

Virginia

22180

703-281-4400

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  1. My deepest sympathies during this incredibly difficult time. Amy was like my own little sister, having spent most of my vacations, holidays, and weekends for much of my life with the Lindsay family. My thoughts are with Adam and their kids, and with Nancy and Damon, as well as the entire family.

  2. Adam, Lily, Ryan, Julie, Damon, and Nancy we are so sorry for your loss. Your wife/mother/daughter was a one of kind gentle soul. We will miss her vibrant smile, laughter, authentic nature, and friendship. Our hearts, thoughts, and prayers are with you all.

  3. It’s hard to believe Amy is gone. No words can take away the sorrow that you bear, may it be comforting to you to know that others care.

  4. Adam, I’m so sorry for the loss of your beautiful wife. May the Lord provide you and your family comfort during this very difficult time. May her memory live on through you and your beautiful children. God Bless You.

  5. Adam, I was deeply saddened to hear about Amy’s passing. Please know that my thoughts and prayers are with you and your family during this incredibly difficult time. Wishing you strength, comfort, and peace as you navigate through your loss. My deepest condolences.

  6. Adam I send my condolences to you, the children, and your family. May God bless you and your family through these tough times.

  7. Amy was a very bright presence in our lives here at VBC. We will miss her sweet smile. Sending loving thoughts to her family.

  8. Amy was very special to me and I looked forward to meeting with her and her special spirit.
    I will greatly miss her
    Victoria Merkel

  9. To the Buro Family, may you find solace in the love and memories of Amy. Though she left us too soon, her spirit lives on in your hearts. May you find peace and comfort in this difficult time. Rest In Peace, Amy.

  10. It was such a pleasure getting to know Amy at VBC. She was always willing to help you in any way that she could. May God bring your family comfort during this difficult time.


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