Martina McBride’s Mom Has Passed Away Following Emergency Heart Surgery

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Martina McBride is mourning the loss of her mother, Jeanne Schiff, who died Friday morning (January 10). She was 84.

The news came roughly 24 hours after the “Independence Day” singer took to social media to request prayers for her mom who had recently undergone emergency heart surgery.

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In an emotional post shared to social media late Friday, McBride revealed that her mother had passed away. The news was shared along with childhood photos of Martina and her mom as well as a heartfelt tribute to the woman she called a “complex and amazing woman. Strong. Chic. No-nonsense. Hilarious. Witty.”

“She took good care of us. Loved to tell stories,” Martina wrote of her mother. “Our house was always the house where all the aunts, uncles, and cousins gathered, and she was really the reason for that.”

McBride went on to praise her mother for making her self-sufficient and recalled conversations they’d had about “life, faith, makeup and skincare, the importance of beauty sleep and taking care of yourself.”

“I spent the last week with her in ICU, with my dad, my brothers, and my sister, and a fantastic and caring team of doctors who went above and beyond to try and get her to a place where her heart would sustain her. During that week I held her hand, rubbed her shoulders, stroked her face, told her I loved her and she told me she loved me,” Martina shared. “Even though I wish it had ended differently I wouldn’t have traded that time with her for anything. So now we try and move forward without our matriarch. And somehow, in time, we will. Because she taught us how to be strong. I love you Mom.”

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My mom passed away this morning. She was a complex and amazing woman. Strong. Chic. No-nonsense. Hilarious. Witty. She had the prettiest hair and skin and hands…I loved her hands. She took good care of us. Loved to tell stories. Our house was always the house where all the aunts, uncles, and cousins gathered, and she was really the reason for that. She made her 4 kids self sufficient, told us to go outside and play, gave us chores to do and taught us how to work. She wasn’t one to smother you with affection, help you with your homework, or attend every ballgame, but we always knew she was there for us. As we all got older we had many conversations about life, faith, makeup and skincare, the importance of beauty sleep and taking care of yourself. She’d start every phone call or message with “Martina. This is your mother”. She loved to laugh and to tell stories to get a laugh. And even though she told me in the hospital that she wasn’t “an enthusiastic cook” she made the best fried chicken I’ve ever tasted. I spent the last week with her in ICU, with my dad, my brothers, and my sister, and a fantastic and caring team of doctors who went above and beyond to try and get her to a place where her heart would sustain her. During that week I held her hand, rubbed her shoulders, stroked her face, told her I loved her and she told me she loved me. Even though I wish it had ended differently I wouldn’t have traded that time with her for anything. So now we try and move forward without our matriarch. And somehow, in time, we will. Because she taught us how to be strong. I love you Mom. 1/10/20

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Our thoughts and prayers are with Martina McBride and her family during this difficult time.

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