Amy Lynn Ellerbusch, 47 years old, passed away on October 15, 2017 at home with her family around her. She was a resident of Colorado Springs, Colorado for 40 years and was formerly a resident of Saratoga, California. She was an educator in Cheyenne Mountain School District 12.

Amy was born on October 23, 1969 to Jim and Henrietta Martin and was adopted and raised by Dr. Stephen and Donna (Eby) Telatnik in Los Angeles, California. On June 12, 1993, she married Tom Ellerbusch in Colorado Springs, Colorado.

Amy was an avid reader who enjoyed watching crime shows. She also loved collecting keychains and had an intense passion for the color pink. Her biggest hobby was teaching, where she was always there to “support her student’s success”. Amy’s greatest pleasure was spending time with her family and friends.

She attended Cheyenne Mountain High School. She received her bachelor’s degree from Colorado State University. While at CSU, she became a member of the sorority, Alpha Phi. She later went on to receive her master’s degree in education from Leslie University.

She is survived by her loving husband, Tom; her children, Emily and Alyssa; her parents, Dr. Stephen and Donna Telatnik, Jim and Henrietta Martin; her siblings, Andy Telatnik, Doug Martin, and Jenny (Martin) Cabezas.

A celebration of life service will be held at 10:30 am on Saturday, October 21, at Fellowship of the Rockies, 1625 South 8th Street, Colorado Springs, Colorado 80905. There will be a reception immediately following the service at the church. The family is requesting that, if possible, all guests wear some pink in honor of Amy.

In lieu of flowers, memorials in Amy’s name may be made to the Saint Jude Children’s Research Hospital charity organization.

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When I come to the end of the day
And the sun has set for me
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room.
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little, but not too long
And not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love we once shared—
Miss me, but let me go.

For this is a journey we all must take
And each must go alone.
It’s all a part of the Maker’s plan,
A step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick at heart
Go to the friends we know
And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds—
Miss me, but let me go.

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