Mitzi Lee Naylor Schwien was born to, Santa Monica, California couple, Harold Lee, Jr. and Carol Jean
Naylor on October 24, 1963, less than a year after her "Irish twin" sister, Tami Lynne (Lloyd) Pruett, who
survives her. The following year, her brother, Michael Shawn, who awaits her in heaven, was born
sleeping. She is also survived by her sister Sandra Amato. Mitzi's parents both predecease her. As a young
child, Mitzi's family relocated to Arizona, which will forever be home to a piece of Mitzi's heart.
While in Arizona, Mitzi brought her four precious children into this world, all of whom survive her:
Douglas Lee Allen, Lynette Marie Allen, James Joseph Hack, Jr., and Sasha Ann Hack. Mitzi's children
were her world, and she never missed an opportunity to boast how proud she was of their many
accomplishments. Mother was the most important job for Mitzi. In 1994, Mitzi and her young children
moved to Kansas where she finally met and married her one true soulmate, Mitchell Lee Schwien, at
their favorite spot in Antioch Park. Mitch and his three young sons, Jason (Jennifer), Joshua, and Jacob
Schwien, all of whom also survive Mitzi, were welcomed into her world to be doted on, cooked for, and
treated like her own. Mitch and Mitzi gave their seven rambunctious kids a home full of love.
Mitzi also loved being a grandma and aunt. Mitzi's grandchildren are Benjamin, David, Nolan, Adrian,
Ahnalee, Lydia, and Gabriel. She had four nieces and nephews and a dozen great-nieces and nephews.
All survive her and will miss her dearly. Mitch's sisters, Torri and Michelle, considered Mitzi a sister too
and spent hours gabbing with her every chance they got. In her later years in Western Kansas, Mitzi and
Mitch became close to Jim Mollenkamp, their mailman by chance and best friend by choice. Mitzi also
endeared herself to individuals all over the world via internet, so the ripples of her passing travel
thousands of miles. Countless pets in heaven now have their two-legged momma back.
If you were lucky enough to be loved by Mitzi, then you got phone calls on your birthday, an abundance
of "squishy hugs," gifts for no reason, healing stones and prayers when you were unwell, and the
blessing of a real friend. Mitzi endeavored to know her purpose in life, the good in all people, the
wonder of nature, and the miracle of what's beyond. She never met a stranger. A lifelong learner, Mitzi
earned several degrees, had a deep thirst for knowledge, and read dozens of books each year.
On December 8, 2022, at home with her husband by her side, Mitzi passed away peacefully. She was
taken too young but has been spared the pain of her debilitating condition. In lieu of flowers, please
recognize Mitzi another way. Connect with a long-lost relative or friend, learn something new, feed a
stranger, make a difference in someone's day, or just loan your ear and maybe your shoulder to a
person who's hurting. When given an opportunity like that, just ask yourself, what would Mitzi do, and
do it in her honor.