
This memorial website was created to remember our dearest Catalina Garcia who was born in Driscoll, Texas on April 30, 1943 and passed away on February 8, 2005 in Mission, Texas. You will live forever in our memories and hearts.
Five years ago today, you went Home to be with our Lord but a day doesn't go by that we still don't miss you and think about you! We all wish you were here to see all of our accomplishments & our kids accomplishments and how much they have grown. Not only do we miss you to see all the good we have done but we miss your scouldings and your advice that is at times needed so much! We will always remember you Mami & we all love you very much Mom!
Terry Romero |
Esmer Garcia |
Criselda Garcia Ramirez |
This memory of my mother goes to show what a wonderful mother she was. I remember I was about in 3rd or 4th grade when my mom worked in Mission Hospital. I remember her shift was from about 4-11pm. I used to stay up and wait till she got home so I could spend alittle time w/ her before the day was done,and I had to go to sleep for school the next day. One night I was telling her that I didn't like her working so late and that I missed having her at home. After that I forgot about my conversation w/ my mom and dismissed it as a adult choice and that it was not up to me. But then not even a week later my mom told me she had gotton a new job @ Mission Nursing Home across the street. I realized latter as a teen what a risk my single mother took by leaving her very secure job and stop to look for a job w/ better hours just to be able to spend more time at home w/ her children. There wasn't anything my mom would't have done for us.
Terry Garcia Romero |
I have so many memories about mom. Some good and others not so good. But every memory is worth thinking about and will stay in my heart . If I only had enough time to tell you all but I dont so I will tell you some. My mom started helping me sing at church when I was only seven years old. She stood by my side, really she stood right beside me everytime. Even on the songs where she wasnt singing with me. I would make her go up and hold my hand while I sang a song that she had helped me learn. When I got older and it no longer looked cute having my mom next to me she told me she wouldn't hold my hand anymore. I didn't know how I was going to do it with out her. But she was still there watching me, everytime. And now when I sing I still wish her hand was in mine, but I know that even though I can't have her next to me, she is watching me. And as I teach my boys the same way she tought me one day I will also have to let go. I only wish she was here to keep me strong. There is still so much she could have tought me, but I know the seed she planted deep in me will keep growing . And my boys are blessed because I had a mother who stood by my side.
Locha | mizzing you | February 8, 2010 |
Locha | mizzing you | February 8, 2010 |
Cata
maria
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