|Birth: ||Oct. 21, 1976|
|Death: ||Aug. 13, 1994|
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***DO NOT TAKE PERSONAL PHOTOS OF MY FAMILY AND PLACE THEM ON ANCESTRY OR ANY OTHER WEBSITES***
♥ڿڰۣಌ ~ WISH I COULD THANK EVERY SINGLE FRIEND EACH DAY 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♥
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
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
When I look at pictures of Valencia, I still have to stare at them awhile because she is one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen in my life. Her face is flawless. She is a perfect example of how to describe true beauty. One of the rare, perfect, flawless examples of beauty ~❤~ written by Barbara, my Dear Friend
THROUGH MY DAUGHTER'S EYES
IF I COULD BE WHERE YOU ARE
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, can imagine how anxious my parents were, their first grandchild.
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....
Our precious daughter was tragically taken away from us. She had everything to live for, her little girl. Her life was just beginning. She didn't get to see the world, travel abroad, 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.
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.
While my daughter was asleep at her friends home, two individuals walked up and started firing towards the apartment bedroom window where the girls were sleeping. She was killed instantly we were told (however as much as it pained me, I read the report). 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. ♥ I Lɣ٥ﻻ ﻉ√٥υ f٥гﻉ√ﻉr ♥
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.
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 L٥ﻻ ﻉ√٥υ f٥гﻉ√ﻉг ♥ڿڰۣಌ
♥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♥
Dedicated to Yo, with very great love...Hugs, Sue
**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.
© SSBJ 2011 mother to beautiful, Rhysa
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My Precious Daughter
Those Shadows They Fall
My Heart It Bleeds
I Still Can't Believe
You Were Taken From Me
I Wake Up And Wonder
Why You Are Gone
I Feel So Empty And All Alone
Sometimes I Feel You Near
Your Touch Wipes Away
My Bitter Tears
I Try Not To Question
What God Has Done
I Picture You Sitting
In Heaven Up Above
Everyday I Say A Prayer
God Bless And Keep Me
Until I Join You There
Life is not measured by the amount of breaths
we take but by the moments that take our breath
away...YOU my beautiful daughter took my breath away
I Wish I Could See You One More Time
Come Walking Through My Door
But, I Know That Is Impossible
I Will Hear Your Voice No More
I Know You Can Feel My Tears
And You Don't Want Me To Cry
Yet, My Heart Is Broken
Because I Can't Understand Why
Someone So Precious Had To Die
I Pray That God Will Give Me Strength
And Somehow Get Me Through
As I Struggle With This Heartache
That Was Caused By Losing You Valencia
My love, I dropped a tear in the ocean.....
the day someone finds it is the day I will stop missing you
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.
Bittersweet memory when my baby recently passed and I'm looking at Milan sleeping...only 15 months old too young to know what happened to her mommy, she would awake not seeing her alive anymore ....
YOU AND ME AGAINST THE WORLD
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ THANK YOU ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ FOR VISITING ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ VALENCIA'S GARDEN ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
~Forever Loving You Pumkin~
Maintained by: Valenciaღ Angel of...
Originally Created by: Always with Love
Record added: Sep 20, 2003
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