For the first time in her life, Amy Louise Daniels Martin arrived to her destination early. On Saturday January 6th, 2024 at the young age of 59, after an almost decade-long battle with ovarian cancer, Heaven gained an angel. She fought every day for her daughters, her husband, and herself and is now home with her Lord busy getting custom-fitted for her wings.
Amy was born in Indianapolis, IN on July 13, 1964 to William Frederick Daniels Jr. (deceased) and Marjorie Ann Kelsey Daniels (deceased). She was one of nine children: Erik Daniels, Ann Prewett, Laura “Arnie” Burns (deceased), Susan Bullock, Lynne Munoz, Marjorie Addington, David Daniels, and Frederick Daniels.
She is survived by her loving husband Ronald Martin Jr.; her three devoted daughters: Alexandra “Alex” Maurer, Gabrielle “Gabby” Maurer, Olivia “Grace” Maurer; one son: Braedon Maurer; and one grandchild: Solomon Maurer.
Amy was a hard-worker her entire life. From babysitting in her youth, working (very briefly) in the restaurant business at the local Poppin Fresh Pies, to retail at L.S. Ayres, and becoming an underwriter for mortgage brokers; no job could keep her interested for too long until she found her true calling, becoming a mother.
If you ever asked Amy what her greatest accomplishment was in life, she would say her girls. Nothing brought her more happiness and joy than raising them and seeing them thrive. Her selflessness, loyalty, and devotion created the rarest of unbreakable bonds. Her daughters were her heart and soul, and nothing, not even this corporeal separation will keep the “Fab Four” apart (Amy, Alex, Gabby & Grace).
Amy met her true love, Ron on Match.com in 2010. A whirlwind romance of nine months, followed by an intimate wedding in Central Park in August of 2011, became 12 strong years of marriage and he never left her side.
Amy loved the finer things in life, but nothing made her happier than taking care of others. Her generosity was unparalleled giving of her time, energy, and donations to family, charity, or a stranger in Starbucks. No one was immune to her charms; she befriended everyone and could see into your soul. She would ensnare you with those blue green eyes and your life story would come pouring out. And she always left someone better than she found them.
In September of 2014, at age 49, Amy was diagnosed with stage III ovarian cancer which led to the discovery of the BRCA-1 genetic mutation within the family. Her battle included multiple rounds of chemotherapy with each cancer recurrence, immunotherapy, radiation, 14+ surgeries, two clinical trials, and more than can ever be listed.
No physical body should have been able to endure the amount of pain inflicted over the course of almost 10 years, but that was a testament to her warrior spirit, tenacity, and the best part of stubbornness. She truly defied all odds of survival and throughout her fight has given the chance of survival to countless others. Amy was adamant about bringing awareness to the BRCA-1 genetic mutation and ovarian cancer disease. Her entire motto was, “The parts that give life, also take life.”