Cierrah L. Brown, age 27, of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, was a free spirit, a creative soul, and a walking reminder that life was never meant to be lived quietly, conventionally, or without a little bit of chaos.
Born on March 10, 1999, Cierrah came into this world with a big heart, a wild imagination, and apparently no intention of being ordinary. She had a deep love for music, an artistic talent that seemed to come naturally, and a sense of humor that could leave people laughing long after the joke was over—sometimes laughing with her, sometimes at her, and occasionally wondering what on earth had just come out of her mouth.
Cierrah was an amazingly talented artist who could turn a blank canvas into something beautiful. She loved to bake, play guitar and piano, and lose herself in a good book. She had a gift for creating things, whether through art, music, or the occasional baked masterpiece. And if a recipe didn’t turn out quite right, well, that was simply another opportunity to call it “creative expression.”
She was the kind of person who marched to the beat of her own drum—and if the drum wasn’t available, she could probably play something on the piano or guitar instead. Rules were suggestions, normal was overrated, and being herself was never up for debate.
But beneath that free-spirited nature and wicked sense of humor was a heart bigger than words could ever adequately describe. Cierrah was kind, loving, compassionate, and generous with the people she cared about. She had a way of making people feel seen, accepted, and loved. She could make you laugh when you needed it most and remind you, without even trying, that the world was a little brighter with her in it.
Cierrah’s life was filled with music, art, books, laughter, and love. She was wonderfully imperfect, beautifully complicated, and entirely her own person. She wasn’t made to fit neatly into anyone else’s expectations—and thank goodness for that. The world already has enough people trying to be normal.
Those who knew and loved Cierrah will remember her humor, her talent, her kind heart, and the unmistakable spark that made her who she was. They will remember the laughter, the music, the creativity, and all the little moments that somehow became the big ones.
She leaves behind memories that will be treasured, stories that will undoubtedly be retold—some of which may need to be edited for public consumption—and a love that will never disappear.
Though her song has ended far too soon, the music she brought into the lives of others will continue to play. Her art will continue to inspire, her laughter will continue to echo in the hearts of those who loved her, and her memory will live on in every beautiful, ridiculous, unexpected moment that reminds us of her.
Cierrah is survived by her mother, Ginger Anderson; her siblings, Kai, Lilly, and Willow Anderson; and her maternal grandmother, Karen Grabbe-Listisen, all of Butler. She is also survived by her longtime partner, Lance Lorimer, of Pittsburgh, her beloved pets Gussy and Shmitty as well as a large extended family and many friends.
She was preceded in death by her paternal grandfather, Robert F. Grabbe Jr., also known as “The Lone Ranger.”
May there be endless music, unlimited art supplies, an infinite library, a kitchen that never runs out of ingredients, and absolutely no one telling you to turn the volume down.
You were one of a kind, loved beyond measure, and impossible to replace.
You will be deeply missed and forever held in our hearts.
All services were held privately through SPENCER D. GEIBEL FUNERAL HOME & CREMATION SERVICES, 140 NEW CASTLE RD. BUTLER, PA 16001. WWW.SPENCERDGEIBEL.COM. A Celebration of Life will be announced at a later date.