Belvie Lynn (Buie) Heatherly
December 27, 1955 ~ May 28, 2025
Born in:
Asheville, North Carolina
Resided in:
Fletcher, North Carolina
Asheville Butterfly TrailBelvie Lynn (Buie) Heatherly, 69, of Fletcher, died Wednesday, May 28, 2025 at Mission Hospital.
Born in Asheville, she was the wife of the late Clifton Elmer Woodrow Heatherly, and the daughter of the late Zeb Samuel and Beulah Faye (Ponder) Buie. She was also preceded in death by a brother, Bruce Buie.
Belvie is survived by a son, Matthew Garren and his wife Jennifer; a daughter, Angela Boney and her husband David; four stepchildren: Tina Perino and her husband Greg, Clifton “Woody” Heatherly and his wife Tonya, Teresa McGinty and her husband Jim, and Christy McKinney and her husband Bryan; a brother, Roy Buie and his wife Cheryl; a sister, Velvie Patterson and her husband Terry; and her beloved dog, Miss B. She is also survived by several grandchildren, great-grandchildren, nieces, and nephews.
A graveside service will be held at 11:00 AM on Tuesday, June 3, 2025 at Shepherd Memorial Park. Friends will be received from 6:00 PM to 7:30 PM on Monday, June 2, 2025 at Groce Funeral Home at Lake Julian.
Groce Funeral Home at Lake Julian is assisting the family.
Services
For those who wish to pay their respects: June 2, 2025 6:00 pm - 7:30 pm
Room: Sanctuary
Groce Funeral Home at Lake Julian
72 Long Shoals Road
Arden, NC 28704
(828)687-3530
http://www.grocefuneralhome.com
Graveside Service: June 3, 2025 11:00 am
Shepherd Memorial Park
5045 Asheville Highway
Hendersonville, NC 28791
Such a precious lady and gentle soul. You will be missed so much but so glad your suffering is over. You were such a warrior in your health problems but you never stopped smiling and praising God. You were our hero. Sending prayers to your family and we’ll definitely keep Velvie in our thoughts and love her as always.
For Belvie:
There was a purple mountain flower
that danced upon the breeze,
Through fiercest winds and downpours
she stood high above the weeds.
With bare feet planted firmly
and her face turned to the sun,
She welcomed every shadow
but feared the dark of none.
She crafted fields of beauty—
with hands that knew delight,
In every thread and paper bloom
she stitched the world more bright.
Her laughter lit the valley,
her kindness knew no end,
She gave her love so freely—
mother, grandmother, sister, friend.
She nourished hearts with comfort,
with wisdom calm and deep,
She held us through our sorrows
and soothed our souls to sleep.
She sang a song of glory,
of joy and love adorning,
She sang until sweet mercy
carried her into the morning.
So let us not be broken,
though we weep and miss her so—
For the flower lives eternal
in the hearts that she helped grow.
💜