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This is a picture of my grandma and I. My grandma was one of my biggest supporters growing up. Every time I’d see her shed squeeze my face, give me a big hug, and kiss my head. I was always greeted with a “holla mi Nina hermosa preciosa” as soon as she laid eyes on me. My abuelita Juanita was a prime example of being selfless as she stood by my grandpas side during all the hardships having a stroke brought him. I would do absolutely anything to experience one of her greetings one more time.

I remember one time I went over to my grandmas house wearing my new pair of glasses I had just got from my eye doctor. As soon as she saw me she told me how smart I looked in them. She told me “un día vas a ser una maestra o una doctora”. Her words really stuck with me because she was one of my biggest supporters. She reminded me no obstacle was too big and she reminded me I was so smart and could achieve big dreams when I got older. My abuelita passed away due to health complications in 2020, she was not able to see me experience high school, graduate with honors, start my first day of college. Even though she was not able to experience it with me I know she would be so proud of me. I know she would be right by my side encouraging me to keep going in school and that I am going to be a great nurse that helps patients going through exactly what my grandpa went through. I miss her so much but she is my inspiration to reach for high goals.

Abuelita

Gracias Abuelita por todo lo que has hecho,

por ser especial y tierna.

Tú me has ayudado a aprender, crecer, y llegar a ser

quien soy.

Gracias por tu amor,

apoyo y dedicación.

Te quiero mucho.

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This is my great grandmother, although i never met her physically, my whole family would always tell me how excited she was to meet me. She died a couple days before i was born, she knitted blankets and clothes for me with tombstone my name. Every time i go to Mexico, i visit her tombstone and take her flowers and to a prayer for her. Even though i never met her, she is still a very special person to me.

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My post will be about my brother Mauricio. He passed away on October 6 of 2015, that day is still crystal clear still. A special memory I have of him is definitely him always sitting me on his lap reading books to me. I remember he would always encourage me to do good in school. He would tell me how he had faith in me that I would do good. I miss him dearly, no words could ever console someone who has lost a loved one, but I wish for everyone adding a comment the strength to be able to overcome this :)

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On this Dia de Los Muertos, I remember my uncle, who I was lucky to have by my side for so many years. He always called me ‘buddy’, a nickname that meant the world to me because it felt like he saw me as his little partner. Some of my favorite memories were our secret trips to Toys r us. We would always go without telling mom, and every visit needed with me coming home with a new toy. Those were our debited, just the two of us, and they made me feel happy. He was always so thoughtful, creating these moments that felt like magic. But beyond our trips, he was my biggest supporter. Whether it be in school or during my soccer games, he was always there. He’d be there rooting for me, celebrating my wins and encouraging me after my losses. This is the time to honor his spirit and all the joy he brought to not only me to but to all my family members. Even though he may be gone, there is always a little piece of m still with me, and I carry those memories with pride. It remind me of how lucky I am to have had an uncle who loved me so deeply. During this time, I celebrate him- the laugher, the kindness, and the support that made him so unique.

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I will be taking about my aunt. She sadly passed away due to lung cancer.

I have to take a deep breath and remember that I will never get to see you again but I know that you are looking down on me and our family. As your presence lingers in the sky I know that you will always be with us no matter what. You will forever be missed and everything will be different from now since you have been gone. As life goes on we need to accept that you’re not here with us no more meaning that everything we all did together as a family will never be the same without you. When you would come into the room, everyone would light up.

You were a shining star to us. Always making everyone in the room laugh. You would always make everyone smile and happy. Sadly we won’t be able to feel that because you had left our side but you will never be forgotten.

I have many memories with my aunt. A memory would be when we would be sitting in the backyard for hours talking and playing with our dogs. I would also like when she would bring me her home made Kool-Aid, that was very good.

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The person above is my uncle, he was one of my grandmas brothers and I saw how deeply it broke her to lose him. Unfortunately that day, we not only lost him but my cousin too and it really hit us all hard. I think about the stories my family would tell us and how he was always so sweet and funny. Back then our family was much closer and my grandma or him would have carne asadas for us to all come together and have fun. I remember during those parties my grandma would pull out the loteria and my cousins and I would laugh as we started running towards my uncle and everyone around him to ask for money. As much as they’d act like they were annoyed they’d laugh and pull out money & always tell us we have to share what we win with him. Losing a family member whether close or not, always hurts. Especially when you see your other loved ones mourning them and realizing things will be different from then on.

When we lost you,

We lost ourselves

What felt like a home

Now makes us feel so alone

I see my grandma mourn

And I see my family cry

It truly breaks my heart knowing

Yet hoping there was something

That could have been done

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This is my grandmother from my dad's side. Before I was born, she came to the US to be able to help out my mother when she was pregnant. She waited months, hoping to see me when I was born, but unfortunately, she went back to Mexico a day before I was born. After that, she never came to the US to visit due to health issues. I have a few blurry memories of calling my grandmother once in a while while I was growing up. In 2018, she passed away from a heart attack.

I never got to meet you,

You are my grandmother.

I get mad at God,

For not giving me a chance,

To get to know you.

The only time I get to see you

Are in dreams and stories.

You parted six years,

before I got a chance to visit you.

It breaks my heart.

Every time I think,

That I will never get

The chance to meet you.

I listen to stories that are told of you.

and see pictures of you that are put away.

Sometimes I wonder,

I wonder how our relationship would've been.

Would have we been close?

Would have we shared the same laughter?

when watching your favorite show

El Chavo del Ocho?

Sometimes I wonder,

I wonder if I have your nose.

I wonder if I have your hair.

I wonder if I have your smile.

I wonder if you thought of me

When you were still here.

I guess I will never know.

Before I was born, my grandmother had a great relationship with my mother. Every day, I ask my mother to tell me stories of my grandmother. As she tells me stories of her, I try to picture her and the laughers she used to release anytime she watched El Chavo del Ocho. The day before she was getting ready to go back to Mexico, she rubbed my mother's belly to bless me and give me a goodbye. That was the first and last blessing and goodbye I got for my grandmother.

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The person above is my dad, Eleuterio Pineda! My mom used to call him "Pine" for short. My dad past away from Covid -19 in the year 2022, Feb. 16.

Poem: Si supiera que esa fuera la ultima vez que te vea salir por la puerta, te daria un abrazo, un beso y te llamaria de nuevo para darte mas...

Si supiera que esta fuera la ultima vez que voy a oir tu voz, grabaria cada una de tus plabras para poder oirlas una y otra vez indefinidamente.

Si supiera que estos son los ultimos minutos que te veo diria "te quiero" y no asumiria, tontamente, que ya lo sabes.

Siempre hay un manana y la vida nos da otra oportunida para hacer las cosas bine. Pero por si me equivoco ws todod lo que nos queda, me gustaria decirte cunto TE QUIERO y que NUNCA TE OLVIARE.

I had so much hope that when he was hospitalized, he was going to come back stronger and was going to be able to come back home to us, but i guess god had other plans. I'm just happy he is resting and although I do miss him allot my dad at a point make it clear to us that his past away brother was calling him. I am glad they are reunited as the best loving brothers they were. So full of life and happiness to spread with the world.

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Madrina,

In realms of memory, you shine so bright,

Godmother dear, on this sacred night.

Welcome your spirit, beyond compare

Marigolds bloom, their golden light,

As it guides you home, through the endless night.

Candles aglow, like stars above.

Illuminating your path, with endless love.

Your laughter echoes

In our hearts, your memory stays with me

Godmother, your guidance and care,

Shaped my journey, beyond comparison.

Though you may be gone from my sight,

Your love remains, as a guiding light.

On this Dia de los Muertos, we honor you,

With offerings, love, and reverence true.

Your spirit lives, in every heart,

A cherished legacy will never depart.

Rest in peace, mi querida Madrina,

May your memory forever be nearby.

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Documento A4 Calaverita Literaria Ilustrado Morado (1)

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This is my maternal grandmother, Rosalina Garcia. We used to call her Mama Rosalina. She passed away in 2022 from COVID-19 and other health complications. I grew up talking with her on the phone, and I finally met her face-to-face when I was twelve years old. My best memory with her is the first time I met her. The morning after we arrived in Mexico, my mom had to leave on an errand, and when I woke up scared and alone in a house of strangers (they were my family, but I had never met them) she took me to her bed, bundled me in the blankets and laid down with me until I fell asleep again. When I woke up, she made me chocolate milk with a banana in it. I miss her a lot, and I wish I could give her a hug as tight as the ones she gave me the very first and last time she saw me.

The poem below is the English version of the one we printed on the memorial cards for my late paternal grandmother.

When you talk about me, talk without tears

Your thoughts about me shouldn't be sad

I hope the moments we spent together will make you feel better because you made my life brighter

Even though we are unwillingly separated, I will always be with you for the rest of your life, and I will always be in your heart.

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This is my grandma on my dad's side, Norma and I'm the little girl with her. This was my first day of preschool. She was like my second mom and funny story, my sisters and I would call her ma because she hated the word grandma.

God saw you were getting tired, And a cure was not to be,

So he put his arms around you And whispered, "Come to Me."

With tearful eyes, we watched you, And saw you pass away.

Although we loved you dearly, We could not make you stay.

A golden heart stopped beating, Hard-working hands at rest.

God broke our hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best.

I chose this poem from a website because i think it presented our situation a lot. She passed away in December 2020, right at the COVID-19 peak; she had COVID-19 but also had stomach cancer. She was hospitalized when she passed away, so I didn't get to say goodbye. I cant say that I didn't question God but I did and I think after almost 4 years now, Im not mad anymore because I know she was hurting and didn't want us to see that but at the moment, I did ask him if only he had waiting 15 minutes so i could have said goodbye. I know that saying goodbye is my biggest regret in life.

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I will be talking about my two younger siblings: Rosa Maria and Diego Jesus who passed as stillborn newborns.

Time for me to go now, I wont say goodbye; Look for me in rainbows, way up in the sky. In the morning sunrise, when all the world in new, Just look for me and love me, as you know I loved you. Time for me to leave you, I won't say goodbye; Look for me in rainbows, high up in the sky. In the evening sunset, when all the world in through, Just look for me and low me, and I'll be close to you. It won't be forever; the day will come and then My loving arms will hold you, when we meet again. Time for us to part now, we won't say goodbye; Look for me in rainbows, shining in the sky. Every waking moment, and all your whole life through Just look for me and love me, as I know I loved you. Just wish me to be near you, And I'll be there with you.

Look for me in Rainbows - Lyrics Conn Bernard.

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I will be talking about a family friend who sadly passed away due to breast cancer.

Yellow like the sun, her smile shined bright,
a light we all know, she brought us joy.
In October’s pink, we remember her fight,
With three daughters beside her, she brought so much light.
Her home was a haven, welcoming and kind,
Not bound by blood, yet family we became,

In every warm hug, I felt her love.

Through laughter and tears, her legacy stays,

A reminder of love that is always there, a guiding star every day.

I have so many cherished memories with her, but one stands out vividly. I remember the day she picked me up from school and took me to McDonald's for a treat. Afterward, we snuggled up together to watch Tangled. In that moment, it felt just like a mother-daughter bond, filled with lots of love. She always had a joke ready, no matter what kind of day she was having. I remember one time when she wasn’t feeling well, yet she still made us laugh until we started crying of laughter.