Lisa Carol Thomas

Memorial service celebrating the life of Lisa Carol Thomas of Monroe, LA. will be held 3:00 PM, Saturday, August 29, 2026 in the chapel of Heaven Bound Funeral Home 703 North 4th. St. West Monroe, LA. with Bro. Ed Forman officiating. Family will receive friends for visitation 2:00 PM until time of service at the funeral home.

Lisa was born November 14, 1967 and passed from this life August 24, 2026 at the age 59.

She leaves behind her beloved nieces & nephews, Jacob Thomas Ellis, DeAnna Marie Ellis-Johnson and Hannah Marie Ellis-Johnson, Joshua James Ellis and wife Cristy Ellis, and Smokey Michael Hosea and wife Alexis Hosea.

She is preceded in death by her mother, Carolyn Jo Ellis; her father, Thomas Henry Ellis, Sr. and her husband, Carroll Thomas.

Those left to cherish her memory include her brother, Tom Ellis; sister, Billie Jean and husband, Clem Bently Sturdivant.

She was also blessed with shared grandchildren through her sister and brother: Natalie, Elizabeth, Madelyn, Erik, Beaux, Elijah, Charley, Annabel, Lakelyn, Kutter Jo, Kinlee, and Maymie. Each of them held a special place in her heart, she was funny, tender, forgetful, and magical all wrapped up in one. Daddy called her Tinker Bell when we were growing up, and later he started calling her Goose because she would forget things or lose things and she stayed that way her whole life; that was just Lisa, sweet, silly, and full of life.

She loved children, animals, and family with everything in her. She didn’t love halfway. If she saw something that reminded her of you, a shirt, a stuffed animal, a toy, makeup, something pretty to hang on the wall, she bought it.

She didn’t care if it made sense. She didn’t care if you needed it. She cared that it made her think of you. She did that for my grandkids, my brother’s grandkids, our nieces and nephews, and for me and my brother too. She was always bringing me gifts.

she loved stuffed animals; they comforted and made her smile. They were part of her gentle spirit. If this funeral ends up being themed with stuffed animals, that fits her perfectly.

When she passed, she was in my living room, in her bed. She had her purple monkey that our friends brought her, and she had a little orange comfort doll that belonged to me. I put that doll in bed with her because it soothed her.

And after she passed, I carried it around with me all day. It felt like a piece of her I could still hold. Lisa was tender‑hearted, she felt everything. I used to tell people, “Please don’t make my sister cry, because if you make her cry, you’re gonna make me cry.” That’s how close we were.

Her favorite thing in the world was coloring. She had so many coloring books and gel pens — bags and crates and boxes full of them. Coloring was her peace and joy. It was the thing that calmed her and made her happy and even though she had her struggles, she had a heart that stayed soft. She had a spirit that stayed gentle. She had a love that stayed big.

Lisa loved deeply, gave freely, and felt fully and I believe with everything in me that God saw that tenderness in her; He saw that childlike sweetness and giving spirit, and when her time came, He gathered her up gently, the same way she held her stuffed animals, the same way she colored with her gel pens, the same way she loved us.

I don’t want her remembered for the hard things. I want her remembered for the sweetness she carried, the love she gave, and the way she tried so hard to make everybody feel special. She was good‑hearted, sensitive and funny. She was forgetful and generous. She was loving.

She was our sister and I thank God for the time we had with her.