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Memorial created 09-20-2010 by
Yolanda Ramirez
Valencia Michelle Ramirez
October 21 1976 - August 13 1994

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 Our precious daughter was tragically taken away from us. She leaves behind her baby daughter, mom, dad, sister and brother, who dearly loves and misses her every single day. 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. Remember it being  a rainy day when we took our precious baby girl home. She was also the first grandchild, so you can imagine how joyous my family was. Her proud grandparents anxiously waiting to hold my baby girl. 

 

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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 was quite a dancer, she loved to dance, that was her passion. And also wanted to get into modeling. She was able to have a portfolio done.

 

 

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Valencia did a hair commercial for a local salon. She was also asked to participate in the MTV Parade Party back in the early 90s. 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 to match (as she was described by a dear friend) her flawless beauty.  Valencia was not only beautiful on the outside but inside as well.  Such a caring soul, my daughter. In the short time that God blessed her to be a mommy, she was a very loving and devoted mom to her then 15-month old baby daughter, Milan Bronte. Her baby was everything to her. 

 

 

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 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. 

 

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 While my daughter was asleep at her friends home, two individuals walked up to the apartment and started firing. She was killed instantly. 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. 

 

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 You blessed me 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. 

 

 

 

 

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 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 and thrilled that you were turning 18 in a couple of months. Life is so short and your existence here with us was brief. 

 

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 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. 

 

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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. 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.   (all the bio I can write, at this time)

 

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