Valencia Michelle, our precious daughter was tragically taken away from us. She had everything to live for, her little girl.
Her life was just beginning. She missed out on so much out of life, but she did give us the greatest gift of all, her daughter and we were blessed to have Valencia as our daughter.
I'll never forget the first time I held my baby, my first-born. She was born at 12:01 p.m. on October 21, 1976. She was also the first grandchild.
❤༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻ ༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻ ༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻❤
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ MY VALENCIA'S GARDEN ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
❤༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻ ༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻ ༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻❤
For the next couple of years, she was our only child. Even as a child she loved posing and having her picture taken. She loved to dance and great at it too. She would enter dance contests, it was her passion and loved dancing to all types of music. I'd say her favorite music was FREESTYLE. To name a few (that come to mind) she liked The Cure, George Strait, Stevie B, TKA, Sade and so many others.
My daughter loved kids. It would break her heart when she would hear of any child abuse and just could not understand how any parent could mistreat their children. She had a very caring heart. Our daughter, Valencia was a warm, friendly and caring person with a sparkling personality (as a friend described her)
Our Neighbor, Mrs. Jean would enjoy watching Valencia play with Milan in the front yard and going on to say she could see the love she had for her little girl. Valencia celebrated just one birthday with her daughter, only one.
Never will I forget the day that I last saw you. I remember hugging you ever so tightly, not wanting to let go and telling you how much you meant to me, how much I loved you. And you also held me and said, "I love you too, Mom. I'll be home on Sunday". But you never came back home to me, you went to be with the Lord instead. Now in looking back, at that time, we were saying our goodbyes. Earlier that evening I had spoken to her and told me of her friend receiving threatening calls. I pleaded for her to come home, and that it would not be safe if she stayed the night, but she felt there was nothing for me to worry about.
Valencia, mi hija, mi vida, siempre estas en mi pensamiento. The pain of losing you is more than I can bear. You blessed us with your daughter, Milan who resembles you in so many ways. Although, she was too young to remember she does have a collage of your photos by her bedside. It breaks my heart so that she never got the chance to make memories with you, Valencia. I know she wishes nothing more than to have known you, her mommy.
There were so many why's, what if, but only God knows why. Your life was only beginning, sweetie. You were so excited that you were turning 18 in a couple of months. Life is so short and your existence here with us was brief. You made many friends, and they miss you. But there is someone who wishes to remain anonymous, every year on your angel date, stops by and leaves a rose at our front door. I wish I knew who it is, but more importantly what matters is that you are remembered by them.
My angel baby, I wish you here with us, but it can never be. Yes it angers me, yes I question why...why? I'll never know the answer but I thank God for you, he gave to me the most precious and most beautiful child of his to love and care for, which I did. But somehow I feel that I failed, I failed to keep you safe. In my heart I sense you were not safe, yet you felt everything was fine.
She leaves behind her baby daughter whom she adored and loved so much, dad, mom, sister and brother, who dearly loves and misses her.
To My Milan .....
A beautiful cry, your first
I open my eyes to see your face
The miracle of a new life
Through all the pain and strife
Heaven's angel here to take my place
To run the race of this world
In the form of my little girl
Through all the commotion
I feel the emotion of a joyful life
Not knowing in fifteen months death will call me
The end of my life to be
I feel no pain
No shame
No regret
Nor do I fear
For in my eyes with a tear
You fill me with joy, calm and peace
As my life soon will decease
You will live
The gift I give to all
As I stand tall
I will watch you
From the Heavenly altar
For you will always be
The living part of me
My beautiful daughter, Milan Bronte
Every day, every single day you are thought of and missed. How I long to hold you again, to hear your laugh, see your smile, your beautiful face, my lovely daughter.
ڿڰۣಌ Loving You was the easiest thing I've ever done. LOSING you was the hardest. But.... to have carried you at all has been the SINGLE GREATEST PRIVILEGE I have EVER had in life ಌڿڰۣ
**My Daughter and Me**
My daughter's birthday is not all her own, a mother was born mid those tears..
Along with her first breath was my first breath as a mom -
By her first birthday we'd shared nearly two years!
My child's Angel Day is not all her own, her mother perished mid those tears.
With her final heartbeat my own froze in time, unable to live through a mother's worst fears.
Birthday by birthday I still celebrate with love all the beautiful memories I own
Till my Angel Day comes and I'm laughing and hugging my baby again and the sorrow is gone ~ by Rhysa's mom, Sue
ANGEL EYES
Angel Eyes which twinkle Bright,
Look like Stars of Heavenly Light.
Dancing softly, full of Grace;
Precious Jewels set in your Face.
Heavenly Jewels of Sparkling Light,
Filled with Love that shines so Bright.
Our hearts can't face sad goodbyes,
Remembering You and Your Angel Eyes.
Composed especially for Valencia~ Shirleen C. Farley, 2016
A MOTHER'S PAIN
You see me smiling. What you don't see is that I am screaming behind that smile. You see me go on with everything.... work.... groceries..... life in general. What you don't see is that it takes every ounce of energy I have just to breathe. You see me alone with my thoughts. What you don't see is me talking to my daughter. You see me say "I am fine". What you don't see is the huge hole in my heart that can never be filled. You see me and think "she's back to normal". What you don't see is that there is no normal for me anymore. You see me and think "Oh my God I hope this never happens to me"..... What you don't see is that as much as I long for you to understand me... I hope this never happens to you either. You see me joking and laughing with others and think she must be getting over what has happened. What you don't see is that I can never forget, nor would I want to, you don't get over the loss of a child. You see me sad and don't know what to say so you keep going. What you don't see is all I really want is for you to ask how I am doing, really, and give me a hug. You see that life goes on. What you don't see is on August 13, 1994 that the life I had will never be the same. You see that I am strong...... do not be deceived. What you don't see is that I am weak and weary. Some days "I am 6 feet from the edge". What you see is a mask....a lie. The mask helps you cope with me and me cope with myself. What you don't see is the raw sometimes unbearable pain. You don't see me being unable to breathe. What you don't see is my despair. You don't see me screaming to heaven for God to give my Valencia back. What you don't see you could never understand anyway unless you walk a mile in my shoes. God Forbid.
ڿڰۣಌ═══════♥๑۩۩๑♥═══════ಌڿڰۣ
My dear sweet child,
that I've raised and cherished.
With your tragic passing,
my soul has perished.
My heart fell instantly,
and broke into a million pieces.
This sorrow and grief I feel,
each second increases.
For all of eternity,
my burning tears shall freely flow.
The love in your heart,
you would openly show.
Dear sweet child,
my worst nightmare has come true.
For life shall never be,
the same without you.
ڿڰۣಌ═══════♥๑۩۩๑♥═══════ಌڿڰۣ
Bittersweet memory when Valencia recently passed and I'm looking at my granddaughter, Milan sleeping...only 15 months old too young to know what has just happened to her mommy, she would awake not seeing her alive anymore..... song by Helen Reddy ~ You and Me Against the World was playing. I had the link to the song, but was removed.
On August 13, 1994, 17-year-old Valencia Michelle Ramirez of San Antonio, Texas, was spending the night with a friend, when she was shot and killed in a drive-by shooting. As the girls lay asleep in bed that night, several shots were fired into the bedroom. Valencia's friend was shot in the face, but survived. Valencia was killed instantly by a single shot to her chest. Valencia's picture captured the hearts of police, the district attorney's staff, and the media. The case received much attention, and within a few months, three were arrested.
ڿڰۣಌ ~ACCEPT THIS AS MY THANK YOU TO EVERYONE FOR EVERY SINGLE VISIT ... your selfless act of kindness deeply touches my heart. No words can truly express my gratitude and appreciation for remembrance of my beloved daughter, your visits, the loving and beautiful messages are HEARTFELT. God Bless to everyone ~ ڿڰۣಌ
❤༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻ ༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻ ༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻❤
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ THANK YOU ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ FOR VISITING ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ VALENCIA'S GARDEN ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
❤༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻ ༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻ ༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻❤
Her life was just beginning. She missed out on so much out of life, but she did give us the greatest gift of all, her daughter and we were blessed to have Valencia as our daughter.
I'll never forget the first time I held my baby, my first-born. She was born at 12:01 p.m. on October 21, 1976. She was also the first grandchild.
❤༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻ ༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻ ༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻❤
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ MY VALENCIA'S GARDEN ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
❤༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻ ༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻ ༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻❤
For the next couple of years, she was our only child. Even as a child she loved posing and having her picture taken. She loved to dance and great at it too. She would enter dance contests, it was her passion and loved dancing to all types of music. I'd say her favorite music was FREESTYLE. To name a few (that come to mind) she liked The Cure, George Strait, Stevie B, TKA, Sade and so many others.
My daughter loved kids. It would break her heart when she would hear of any child abuse and just could not understand how any parent could mistreat their children. She had a very caring heart. Our daughter, Valencia was a warm, friendly and caring person with a sparkling personality (as a friend described her)
Our Neighbor, Mrs. Jean would enjoy watching Valencia play with Milan in the front yard and going on to say she could see the love she had for her little girl. Valencia celebrated just one birthday with her daughter, only one.
Never will I forget the day that I last saw you. I remember hugging you ever so tightly, not wanting to let go and telling you how much you meant to me, how much I loved you. And you also held me and said, "I love you too, Mom. I'll be home on Sunday". But you never came back home to me, you went to be with the Lord instead. Now in looking back, at that time, we were saying our goodbyes. Earlier that evening I had spoken to her and told me of her friend receiving threatening calls. I pleaded for her to come home, and that it would not be safe if she stayed the night, but she felt there was nothing for me to worry about.
Valencia, mi hija, mi vida, siempre estas en mi pensamiento. The pain of losing you is more than I can bear. You blessed us with your daughter, Milan who resembles you in so many ways. Although, she was too young to remember she does have a collage of your photos by her bedside. It breaks my heart so that she never got the chance to make memories with you, Valencia. I know she wishes nothing more than to have known you, her mommy.
There were so many why's, what if, but only God knows why. Your life was only beginning, sweetie. You were so excited that you were turning 18 in a couple of months. Life is so short and your existence here with us was brief. You made many friends, and they miss you. But there is someone who wishes to remain anonymous, every year on your angel date, stops by and leaves a rose at our front door. I wish I knew who it is, but more importantly what matters is that you are remembered by them.
My angel baby, I wish you here with us, but it can never be. Yes it angers me, yes I question why...why? I'll never know the answer but I thank God for you, he gave to me the most precious and most beautiful child of his to love and care for, which I did. But somehow I feel that I failed, I failed to keep you safe. In my heart I sense you were not safe, yet you felt everything was fine.
She leaves behind her baby daughter whom she adored and loved so much, dad, mom, sister and brother, who dearly loves and misses her.
To My Milan .....
A beautiful cry, your first
I open my eyes to see your face
The miracle of a new life
Through all the pain and strife
Heaven's angel here to take my place
To run the race of this world
In the form of my little girl
Through all the commotion
I feel the emotion of a joyful life
Not knowing in fifteen months death will call me
The end of my life to be
I feel no pain
No shame
No regret
Nor do I fear
For in my eyes with a tear
You fill me with joy, calm and peace
As my life soon will decease
You will live
The gift I give to all
As I stand tall
I will watch you
From the Heavenly altar
For you will always be
The living part of me
My beautiful daughter, Milan Bronte
Every day, every single day you are thought of and missed. How I long to hold you again, to hear your laugh, see your smile, your beautiful face, my lovely daughter.
ڿڰۣಌ Loving You was the easiest thing I've ever done. LOSING you was the hardest. But.... to have carried you at all has been the SINGLE GREATEST PRIVILEGE I have EVER had in life ಌڿڰۣ
**My Daughter and Me**
My daughter's birthday is not all her own, a mother was born mid those tears..
Along with her first breath was my first breath as a mom -
By her first birthday we'd shared nearly two years!
My child's Angel Day is not all her own, her mother perished mid those tears.
With her final heartbeat my own froze in time, unable to live through a mother's worst fears.
Birthday by birthday I still celebrate with love all the beautiful memories I own
Till my Angel Day comes and I'm laughing and hugging my baby again and the sorrow is gone ~ by Rhysa's mom, Sue
ANGEL EYES
Angel Eyes which twinkle Bright,
Look like Stars of Heavenly Light.
Dancing softly, full of Grace;
Precious Jewels set in your Face.
Heavenly Jewels of Sparkling Light,
Filled with Love that shines so Bright.
Our hearts can't face sad goodbyes,
Remembering You and Your Angel Eyes.
Composed especially for Valencia~ Shirleen C. Farley, 2016
A MOTHER'S PAIN
You see me smiling. What you don't see is that I am screaming behind that smile. You see me go on with everything.... work.... groceries..... life in general. What you don't see is that it takes every ounce of energy I have just to breathe. You see me alone with my thoughts. What you don't see is me talking to my daughter. You see me say "I am fine". What you don't see is the huge hole in my heart that can never be filled. You see me and think "she's back to normal". What you don't see is that there is no normal for me anymore. You see me and think "Oh my God I hope this never happens to me"..... What you don't see is that as much as I long for you to understand me... I hope this never happens to you either. You see me joking and laughing with others and think she must be getting over what has happened. What you don't see is that I can never forget, nor would I want to, you don't get over the loss of a child. You see me sad and don't know what to say so you keep going. What you don't see is all I really want is for you to ask how I am doing, really, and give me a hug. You see that life goes on. What you don't see is on August 13, 1994 that the life I had will never be the same. You see that I am strong...... do not be deceived. What you don't see is that I am weak and weary. Some days "I am 6 feet from the edge". What you see is a mask....a lie. The mask helps you cope with me and me cope with myself. What you don't see is the raw sometimes unbearable pain. You don't see me being unable to breathe. What you don't see is my despair. You don't see me screaming to heaven for God to give my Valencia back. What you don't see you could never understand anyway unless you walk a mile in my shoes. God Forbid.
ڿڰۣಌ═══════♥๑۩۩๑♥═══════ಌڿڰۣ
My dear sweet child,
that I've raised and cherished.
With your tragic passing,
my soul has perished.
My heart fell instantly,
and broke into a million pieces.
This sorrow and grief I feel,
each second increases.
For all of eternity,
my burning tears shall freely flow.
The love in your heart,
you would openly show.
Dear sweet child,
my worst nightmare has come true.
For life shall never be,
the same without you.
ڿڰۣಌ═══════♥๑۩۩๑♥═══════ಌڿڰۣ
Bittersweet memory when Valencia recently passed and I'm looking at my granddaughter, Milan sleeping...only 15 months old too young to know what has just happened to her mommy, she would awake not seeing her alive anymore..... song by Helen Reddy ~ You and Me Against the World was playing. I had the link to the song, but was removed.
On August 13, 1994, 17-year-old Valencia Michelle Ramirez of San Antonio, Texas, was spending the night with a friend, when she was shot and killed in a drive-by shooting. As the girls lay asleep in bed that night, several shots were fired into the bedroom. Valencia's friend was shot in the face, but survived. Valencia was killed instantly by a single shot to her chest. Valencia's picture captured the hearts of police, the district attorney's staff, and the media. The case received much attention, and within a few months, three were arrested.
ڿڰۣಌ ~ACCEPT THIS AS MY THANK YOU TO EVERYONE FOR EVERY SINGLE VISIT ... your selfless act of kindness deeply touches my heart. No words can truly express my gratitude and appreciation for remembrance of my beloved daughter, your visits, the loving and beautiful messages are HEARTFELT. God Bless to everyone ~ ڿڰۣಌ
❤༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻ ༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻ ༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻❤
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ THANK YOU ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ FOR VISITING ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ VALENCIA'S GARDEN ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
❤༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻ ༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻ ༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻❤
Valencia Michelle, our precious daughter was tragically taken away from us. She had everything to live for, her little girl.
Her life was just beginning. She missed out on so much out of life, but she did give us the greatest gift of all, her daughter and we were blessed to have Valencia as our daughter.
I'll never forget the first time I held my baby, my first-born. She was born at 12:01 p.m. on October 21, 1976. She was also the first grandchild.
❤༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻ ༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻ ༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻❤
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ MY VALENCIA'S GARDEN ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
❤༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻ ༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻ ༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻❤
For the next couple of years, she was our only child. Even as a child she loved posing and having her picture taken. She loved to dance and great at it too. She would enter dance contests, it was her passion and loved dancing to all types of music. I'd say her favorite music was FREESTYLE. To name a few (that come to mind) she liked The Cure, George Strait, Stevie B, TKA, Sade and so many others.
My daughter loved kids. It would break her heart when she would hear of any child abuse and just could not understand how any parent could mistreat their children. She had a very caring heart. Our daughter, Valencia was a warm, friendly and caring person with a sparkling personality (as a friend described her)
Our Neighbor, Mrs. Jean would enjoy watching Valencia play with Milan in the front yard and going on to say she could see the love she had for her little girl. Valencia celebrated just one birthday with her daughter, only one.
Never will I forget the day that I last saw you. I remember hugging you ever so tightly, not wanting to let go and telling you how much you meant to me, how much I loved you. And you also held me and said, "I love you too, Mom. I'll be home on Sunday". But you never came back home to me, you went to be with the Lord instead. Now in looking back, at that time, we were saying our goodbyes. Earlier that evening I had spoken to her and told me of her friend receiving threatening calls. I pleaded for her to come home, and that it would not be safe if she stayed the night, but she felt there was nothing for me to worry about.
Valencia, mi hija, mi vida, siempre estas en mi pensamiento. The pain of losing you is more than I can bear. You blessed us with your daughter, Milan who resembles you in so many ways. Although, she was too young to remember she does have a collage of your photos by her bedside. It breaks my heart so that she never got the chance to make memories with you, Valencia. I know she wishes nothing more than to have known you, her mommy.
There were so many why's, what if, but only God knows why. Your life was only beginning, sweetie. You were so excited that you were turning 18 in a couple of months. Life is so short and your existence here with us was brief. You made many friends, and they miss you. But there is someone who wishes to remain anonymous, every year on your angel date, stops by and leaves a rose at our front door. I wish I knew who it is, but more importantly what matters is that you are remembered by them.
My angel baby, I wish you here with us, but it can never be. Yes it angers me, yes I question why...why? I'll never know the answer but I thank God for you, he gave to me the most precious and most beautiful child of his to love and care for, which I did. But somehow I feel that I failed, I failed to keep you safe. In my heart I sense you were not safe, yet you felt everything was fine.
She leaves behind her baby daughter whom she adored and loved so much, dad, mom, sister and brother, who dearly loves and misses her.
To My Milan .....
A beautiful cry, your first
I open my eyes to see your face
The miracle of a new life
Through all the pain and strife
Heaven's angel here to take my place
To run the race of this world
In the form of my little girl
Through all the commotion
I feel the emotion of a joyful life
Not knowing in fifteen months death will call me
The end of my life to be
I feel no pain
No shame
No regret
Nor do I fear
For in my eyes with a tear
You fill me with joy, calm and peace
As my life soon will decease
You will live
The gift I give to all
As I stand tall
I will watch you
From the Heavenly altar
For you will always be
The living part of me
My beautiful daughter, Milan Bronte
Every day, every single day you are thought of and missed. How I long to hold you again, to hear your laugh, see your smile, your beautiful face, my lovely daughter.
ڿڰۣಌ Loving You was the easiest thing I've ever done. LOSING you was the hardest. But.... to have carried you at all has been the SINGLE GREATEST PRIVILEGE I have EVER had in life ಌڿڰۣ
**My Daughter and Me**
My daughter's birthday is not all her own, a mother was born mid those tears..
Along with her first breath was my first breath as a mom -
By her first birthday we'd shared nearly two years!
My child's Angel Day is not all her own, her mother perished mid those tears.
With her final heartbeat my own froze in time, unable to live through a mother's worst fears.
Birthday by birthday I still celebrate with love all the beautiful memories I own
Till my Angel Day comes and I'm laughing and hugging my baby again and the sorrow is gone ~ by Rhysa's mom, Sue
ANGEL EYES
Angel Eyes which twinkle Bright,
Look like Stars of Heavenly Light.
Dancing softly, full of Grace;
Precious Jewels set in your Face.
Heavenly Jewels of Sparkling Light,
Filled with Love that shines so Bright.
Our hearts can't face sad goodbyes,
Remembering You and Your Angel Eyes.
Composed especially for Valencia~ Shirleen C. Farley, 2016
A MOTHER'S PAIN
You see me smiling. What you don't see is that I am screaming behind that smile. You see me go on with everything.... work.... groceries..... life in general. What you don't see is that it takes every ounce of energy I have just to breathe. You see me alone with my thoughts. What you don't see is me talking to my daughter. You see me say "I am fine". What you don't see is the huge hole in my heart that can never be filled. You see me and think "she's back to normal". What you don't see is that there is no normal for me anymore. You see me and think "Oh my God I hope this never happens to me"..... What you don't see is that as much as I long for you to understand me... I hope this never happens to you either. You see me joking and laughing with others and think she must be getting over what has happened. What you don't see is that I can never forget, nor would I want to, you don't get over the loss of a child. You see me sad and don't know what to say so you keep going. What you don't see is all I really want is for you to ask how I am doing, really, and give me a hug. You see that life goes on. What you don't see is on August 13, 1994 that the life I had will never be the same. You see that I am strong...... do not be deceived. What you don't see is that I am weak and weary. Some days "I am 6 feet from the edge". What you see is a mask....a lie. The mask helps you cope with me and me cope with myself. What you don't see is the raw sometimes unbearable pain. You don't see me being unable to breathe. What you don't see is my despair. You don't see me screaming to heaven for God to give my Valencia back. What you don't see you could never understand anyway unless you walk a mile in my shoes. God Forbid.
ڿڰۣಌ═══════♥๑۩۩๑♥═══════ಌڿڰۣ
My dear sweet child,
that I've raised and cherished.
With your tragic passing,
my soul has perished.
My heart fell instantly,
and broke into a million pieces.
This sorrow and grief I feel,
each second increases.
For all of eternity,
my burning tears shall freely flow.
The love in your heart,
you would openly show.
Dear sweet child,
my worst nightmare has come true.
For life shall never be,
the same without you.
ڿڰۣಌ═══════♥๑۩۩๑♥═══════ಌڿڰۣ
Bittersweet memory when Valencia recently passed and I'm looking at my granddaughter, Milan sleeping...only 15 months old too young to know what has just happened to her mommy, she would awake not seeing her alive anymore..... song by Helen Reddy ~ You and Me Against the World was playing. I had the link to the song, but was removed.
On August 13, 1994, 17-year-old Valencia Michelle Ramirez of San Antonio, Texas, was spending the night with a friend, when she was shot and killed in a drive-by shooting. As the girls lay asleep in bed that night, several shots were fired into the bedroom. Valencia's friend was shot in the face, but survived. Valencia was killed instantly by a single shot to her chest. Valencia's picture captured the hearts of police, the district attorney's staff, and the media. The case received much attention, and within a few months, three were arrested.
ڿڰۣಌ ~ACCEPT THIS AS MY THANK YOU TO EVERYONE FOR EVERY SINGLE VISIT ... your selfless act of kindness deeply touches my heart. No words can truly express my gratitude and appreciation for remembrance of my beloved daughter, your visits, the loving and beautiful messages are HEARTFELT. God Bless to everyone ~ ڿڰۣಌ
❤༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻ ༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻ ༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻❤
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ THANK YOU ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ FOR VISITING ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ VALENCIA'S GARDEN ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
❤༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻ ༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻ ༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻❤
Her life was just beginning. She missed out on so much out of life, but she did give us the greatest gift of all, her daughter and we were blessed to have Valencia as our daughter.
I'll never forget the first time I held my baby, my first-born. She was born at 12:01 p.m. on October 21, 1976. She was also the first grandchild.
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♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ MY VALENCIA'S GARDEN ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
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For the next couple of years, she was our only child. Even as a child she loved posing and having her picture taken. She loved to dance and great at it too. She would enter dance contests, it was her passion and loved dancing to all types of music. I'd say her favorite music was FREESTYLE. To name a few (that come to mind) she liked The Cure, George Strait, Stevie B, TKA, Sade and so many others.
My daughter loved kids. It would break her heart when she would hear of any child abuse and just could not understand how any parent could mistreat their children. She had a very caring heart. Our daughter, Valencia was a warm, friendly and caring person with a sparkling personality (as a friend described her)
Our Neighbor, Mrs. Jean would enjoy watching Valencia play with Milan in the front yard and going on to say she could see the love she had for her little girl. Valencia celebrated just one birthday with her daughter, only one.
Never will I forget the day that I last saw you. I remember hugging you ever so tightly, not wanting to let go and telling you how much you meant to me, how much I loved you. And you also held me and said, "I love you too, Mom. I'll be home on Sunday". But you never came back home to me, you went to be with the Lord instead. Now in looking back, at that time, we were saying our goodbyes. Earlier that evening I had spoken to her and told me of her friend receiving threatening calls. I pleaded for her to come home, and that it would not be safe if she stayed the night, but she felt there was nothing for me to worry about.
Valencia, mi hija, mi vida, siempre estas en mi pensamiento. The pain of losing you is more than I can bear. You blessed us with your daughter, Milan who resembles you in so many ways. Although, she was too young to remember she does have a collage of your photos by her bedside. It breaks my heart so that she never got the chance to make memories with you, Valencia. I know she wishes nothing more than to have known you, her mommy.
There were so many why's, what if, but only God knows why. Your life was only beginning, sweetie. You were so excited that you were turning 18 in a couple of months. Life is so short and your existence here with us was brief. You made many friends, and they miss you. But there is someone who wishes to remain anonymous, every year on your angel date, stops by and leaves a rose at our front door. I wish I knew who it is, but more importantly what matters is that you are remembered by them.
My angel baby, I wish you here with us, but it can never be. Yes it angers me, yes I question why...why? I'll never know the answer but I thank God for you, he gave to me the most precious and most beautiful child of his to love and care for, which I did. But somehow I feel that I failed, I failed to keep you safe. In my heart I sense you were not safe, yet you felt everything was fine.
She leaves behind her baby daughter whom she adored and loved so much, dad, mom, sister and brother, who dearly loves and misses her.
To My Milan .....
A beautiful cry, your first
I open my eyes to see your face
The miracle of a new life
Through all the pain and strife
Heaven's angel here to take my place
To run the race of this world
In the form of my little girl
Through all the commotion
I feel the emotion of a joyful life
Not knowing in fifteen months death will call me
The end of my life to be
I feel no pain
No shame
No regret
Nor do I fear
For in my eyes with a tear
You fill me with joy, calm and peace
As my life soon will decease
You will live
The gift I give to all
As I stand tall
I will watch you
From the Heavenly altar
For you will always be
The living part of me
My beautiful daughter, Milan Bronte
Every day, every single day you are thought of and missed. How I long to hold you again, to hear your laugh, see your smile, your beautiful face, my lovely daughter.
ڿڰۣಌ Loving You was the easiest thing I've ever done. LOSING you was the hardest. But.... to have carried you at all has been the SINGLE GREATEST PRIVILEGE I have EVER had in life ಌڿڰۣ
**My Daughter and Me**
My daughter's birthday is not all her own, a mother was born mid those tears..
Along with her first breath was my first breath as a mom -
By her first birthday we'd shared nearly two years!
My child's Angel Day is not all her own, her mother perished mid those tears.
With her final heartbeat my own froze in time, unable to live through a mother's worst fears.
Birthday by birthday I still celebrate with love all the beautiful memories I own
Till my Angel Day comes and I'm laughing and hugging my baby again and the sorrow is gone ~ by Rhysa's mom, Sue
ANGEL EYES
Angel Eyes which twinkle Bright,
Look like Stars of Heavenly Light.
Dancing softly, full of Grace;
Precious Jewels set in your Face.
Heavenly Jewels of Sparkling Light,
Filled with Love that shines so Bright.
Our hearts can't face sad goodbyes,
Remembering You and Your Angel Eyes.
Composed especially for Valencia~ Shirleen C. Farley, 2016
A MOTHER'S PAIN
You see me smiling. What you don't see is that I am screaming behind that smile. You see me go on with everything.... work.... groceries..... life in general. What you don't see is that it takes every ounce of energy I have just to breathe. You see me alone with my thoughts. What you don't see is me talking to my daughter. You see me say "I am fine". What you don't see is the huge hole in my heart that can never be filled. You see me and think "she's back to normal". What you don't see is that there is no normal for me anymore. You see me and think "Oh my God I hope this never happens to me"..... What you don't see is that as much as I long for you to understand me... I hope this never happens to you either. You see me joking and laughing with others and think she must be getting over what has happened. What you don't see is that I can never forget, nor would I want to, you don't get over the loss of a child. You see me sad and don't know what to say so you keep going. What you don't see is all I really want is for you to ask how I am doing, really, and give me a hug. You see that life goes on. What you don't see is on August 13, 1994 that the life I had will never be the same. You see that I am strong...... do not be deceived. What you don't see is that I am weak and weary. Some days "I am 6 feet from the edge". What you see is a mask....a lie. The mask helps you cope with me and me cope with myself. What you don't see is the raw sometimes unbearable pain. You don't see me being unable to breathe. What you don't see is my despair. You don't see me screaming to heaven for God to give my Valencia back. What you don't see you could never understand anyway unless you walk a mile in my shoes. God Forbid.
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My dear sweet child,
that I've raised and cherished.
With your tragic passing,
my soul has perished.
My heart fell instantly,
and broke into a million pieces.
This sorrow and grief I feel,
each second increases.
For all of eternity,
my burning tears shall freely flow.
The love in your heart,
you would openly show.
Dear sweet child,
my worst nightmare has come true.
For life shall never be,
the same without you.
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Bittersweet memory when Valencia recently passed and I'm looking at my granddaughter, Milan sleeping...only 15 months old too young to know what has just happened to her mommy, she would awake not seeing her alive anymore..... song by Helen Reddy ~ You and Me Against the World was playing. I had the link to the song, but was removed.
On August 13, 1994, 17-year-old Valencia Michelle Ramirez of San Antonio, Texas, was spending the night with a friend, when she was shot and killed in a drive-by shooting. As the girls lay asleep in bed that night, several shots were fired into the bedroom. Valencia's friend was shot in the face, but survived. Valencia was killed instantly by a single shot to her chest. Valencia's picture captured the hearts of police, the district attorney's staff, and the media. The case received much attention, and within a few months, three were arrested.
ڿڰۣಌ ~ACCEPT THIS AS MY THANK YOU TO EVERYONE FOR EVERY SINGLE VISIT ... your selfless act of kindness deeply touches my heart. No words can truly express my gratitude and appreciation for remembrance of my beloved daughter, your visits, the loving and beautiful messages are HEARTFELT. God Bless to everyone ~ ڿڰۣಌ
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♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ THANK YOU ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ FOR VISITING ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ VALENCIA'S GARDEN ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
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Inscription
Forever Loving You Pumpkin
WHISPERS FROM HEAVEN
They say that life is fleeting I know that this is true
I left this world so quickly With no goodbye to you.
I know how much you miss me Your tears fall ever light
The pillow where you lay your head Is wet with them at night.
I know your heart is hurting The words we left, unsaid
I love you's left unspoken Are spinning in your head.
The strength that I have carried That served to make you whole
Remains to make you stronger Within your grieving soul.
For you see, while you were weeping On the day I passed away
At the gravesite near the flowers Where my loved ones knelt to pray.
An angel came to see me She took me by the hand
She led me to a kingdom In a very distant land.
As I look down from the heaven And see you standing there
Your heart so ever burdened With more weight than it can bear.
I long to bring you comfort I long to give you peace
I long to hold you closely Cause all your tears to cease.
The joy I've found in heaven Goes far beyond compare
The love that's so elusive Can be found here everywhere.
The light is softly shining There's no storm clouds here or rain
There's no teardrops found in heaven There's no suffering, there's no pain.
You needn't be so troubled Stay close to God and pray
That someday we'll be together One bright and glorious day.
So my love, you shouldn't question My dear you need not cry
I've gone to be with Jesus I really didn't die.
I LOVE YOU MOMMY .... I LOVE YOU TOO BABY
