My Aunt, Lupe Sandoval, passed away from our lives in 2001. She will never know how she influenced our lives and will never know how I wanted to thank her for all she did for us and for me as a person. I still feel my Aunt Lupe's presence with me and I know she visits me regularly. I try to say hello to her and still wish for a response. I know I can never have that again. I know, deep in my soul, that there are no more "Tears in Heaven". She understands the meaning of this as I do.
My Aunt, Patricia Silva, passed away from us on November 9, 2002. My Aunt Pat was a gracious, wonderful human being. She never had much in her life. She hardly had love in her life. She never stopped looking for the goodness in life from the people around her. She never was allowed to be herself. She was never given any breaks in life. She tried to be the best person she could be with the deck that the Lord above gave to her. She will always be remembered by me. She was always there for me when I needed her. You are barely gone and I miss you already Aunt Pat.