Lakesha C. Foxx was born on December 16, 1983, to loving parents Johnnie Batts and Kenneth (Donia)
Foxx in Miami, Florida. She lived life exactly the way she wanted: loud, funny, bold, fancy, and full of
love.

Shortly after the family moved to Marianna, Florida, where she was raised. Lakesha attended and
graduated from Marianna High School in 2002. She later studied nursing at Panhandle Technical College
and graduated as an LPN in 2004. But her ambition for success didn’t stop there, as she continued her
education at Gulf Coast College in nursing. Lakesha also was an avid member and attended St. Luke
Missionary Baptist Church.

Lakesha was truly one of a kind. She had a personality that filled every room, a laugh you could never
forget, and a presence that demanded attention in the best way. She was beautifully crazy, unapologetically
herself, and always made sure she looked good doing it. Fancy was not just her style — it was her lifestyle.
Kesha had a love for photography, so much so that she founded Foxxylei Photography, LLC, in honor of
her dear late friend, Leilani.

Nothing mattered more to her than family, her children, friends, love, and capturing memories. She
loved deeply, protected fiercely, and showed up loudly for the people she cared about. If you were loved by Lakesha, you knew it without question.

Lakesha C. Foxx is welcomed in heavenly glory by her maternal grandparents, Leroy and Agnes Batts;
paternal grandparents, Kenneth and Laura Foxx; uncle, Michael Foxx; aunties, Gwenada Foxx, Patrice
Foxx, and Wanda Beacham; best friend, Leilani; and a host of other late relatives.

She leaves to cherish memories by her children, Tequorian Hayes and Khylan Spires; her parents; siblings, Latoya Archie (Georgie), Patrick Pinder, Edith Pinder, Kenya Foxx-Brabham (Andre), Keith Foxx (Stacey), Michael Foxx (Lanita), and Andrew Miley; step grandmother, Ms. Elvira Foxx; two goddaughters; and a host of nieces, nephews, aunts, uncles, cousins, other extended family, and friends—so many that they truly cannot be counted.

Though our hearts are broken, we are thankful for every memory, every laugh, every loud moment, every dance, and every lesson she gave us—especially to love hard, live free, don’t dull your shine, and always step out looking your best.

Though she may be gone from our sight, she will never be gone from our hearts. Rest loud. Rest fancy. Rest in eternal love, Lakesha.