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Missing You
God chooses who should be family I thank God every day that he made you my brother. I miss you like crazy but in my heart I know you are in a better place (this is what keeps me going). I know you watch over us every day and I feel your presence. I want you to know I love you and that you will always have a place in my heart. Until I see you again.
Love your sister,
Anna
***It’s me Kimberly I just wanted to say that I miss you so very much and I love you with all my heart and I know you’re in a better place. I know you’re looking over us and protecting everyone. I can’t wait till the day we unite again. Spread you wings and fly Ti0 miss you love, Kimberlyy,,=]***
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Juniors Obituary
Juniors Obituary
Vila, Luis M., Jr., 26, died in his sleep to meet the dear Lord on August 22, 2006. Junior, as he was called by everyone, lived his life to the fullest. He was born in Mineola, NY. He was born to a military dad and began traveling throughout Europe and the United States. Junior was stricken by meningococcal meningitis two years ago and suffered many impairments. As a result he was permanently disabled. Junior was an inspiration to all, especially those who continue to say "I cannot do that". Those words were never in his vocabulary. He went beyond in his capabilities to achieve what others could not. He felt sorry for those who did not get the proper attention in the hospital and helped them. He had a great heart toward everyone and loved everyone. His great personality and sense of humor will be missed by his family and friends. He is survived by his mother, Roseann Carrasquillo; her husband, Jose; his father, CSM Luis "Manny" Vila; his wife, Teresa; his beloved sister, Anna Maria Guerrero; her husband, Nelson; son, Justin and daughter, Kimberly; his sister, Tatiana; his brother, Tyler; his son, Luis, III; his son, Anthony; his aunts, Nibian, Elena, Elizabeth and Margaret; his uncles, Manuel and Manny; his grandmothers, Doris Bispo and Maria Antonia Gonzalez; his grandfather, Manuel Vila, his cousins, Kalina, Kaylin, Khalib and numerous grand aunts, uncles, cousins, and friends. Funeral Services were held at Kraeer Funeral Home, Coral Springs, FL on Friday, August 25, 2006. Mass will be held at Our Lady Queen of Heaven, North Lauderdale, FL on Saturday, August 26, 2006 at 10:00 a.m., with interment following.
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Life
†Life is what u make of it !!LIFE is
short, full of love,full of pain and
theres even times u think your
insane,but like a gangsta I will
maintain!Live life to the fullest,
cause u only live once,so cherish
every breath u take because one
day u might not awake!
AND THATS REAL!
By Luis Vila Jr.
2/17/2006
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I am free
Don't grieve for me, for now I am free I'm following the path God laid for me. I took his hand when I heard him call I turned my back and left it all. I could not stay another day To laugh, to love, to work or play. Tasks left undone must stay that way, I found the peace at close of day. If my parting has left a void, Then fill it with remembered joy. A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss, Ah yes, these things I too will miss. Be not burdened with times of sorrow, I wish you sunshine of tomorrow. My life's been full, I've savored much, Good friends, good times, a loved one's touch. Perhaps my time seemed all to brief, Don't lengthen it now with undue grief. Lift up your hearts and share with me, God wanted me now; He has set me free.
Mom Listen To Me
Mom please listen to me As I take the time to write. I see parents struggling daily. Their pain is such a fight...
All of us who have gone And left the rest of you behind… We’re ok. Mom, I promise… Heaven is beautiful, and God is kind.
You used to tell me that one day God would call and take you home. You told me you’d make me strong, So I could stand tall when I'm alone.
But things happen sometimes, Mom, That does not go in our plans. I wasn’t scared, Mom, When God held out his hand.
I didn’t want to leave you, I didn’t have time to say Good bye. When the angels said, "Come with us" There wasn’t time to question why.
I’ve watched you daily, Mom. It hurts to see you cry. I don’t want you to be unhappy, Because you didn’t get to say Goodbye.
Tell the others what I’m telling you, So many parents need to know.. That Earth was just a lay over; We had another place to go.
I know you miss me, Mom, I know your heart was broken in two. But God really needed me Because my earthly life was through.
I’m always alongside you… I smile and touch your hair. I whisper, "Mom, I love you", You just can’t see me there. I’m the one who gently touches you On your shoulder when you’re sad. I’m Happy that you finally found God again, and are no longer mad.
Tell the parents, Mom, for me, That all of us kids are okay. God had plans for our lives When he called us home that day.
I love you, Mom, I always will And remember I’m not that far away. We’re going to be together again When God calls out your name one day.
Remember Me
Remember me with smiles not tears, for all the joy through all the years, Recall the closeness that was ours, A love as "sweet" as fragrant flowers.
Don't dwell on thoughts that cause you pain, We'll see each other once again, I am at peace...try to believe, It was my time...I had to leave.
But ' what a view' I have from here, I see your face. I feel you near. I follow you throughout the day. You're not alone along the way.
And when God calls you... you will be, Right by my side...right here with me. Till then, I'll wait by Heaven's door, We'll be united... evermore!
Ask My Mom How She Is
My mom, she tells a lot of lies, She never did before. But from now until she dies, She'll tell a whole lot more.
Ask my mom how she is And because she can't explain, She will tell a little lie Because she can't describe the pain.
Ask my mom how she is, She'll say "I'm Alright." If that's the truth, then tell me, Why does she cry each night?
Ask my mom how she is, She seems to cope so well. She didn't have a choice you see, Nor the strength to yell.
Ask my mom how she is, "I'm fine, I'm okay, I'm coping," For God's sake mom, just tell the truth, Just say your heart is broken.
She'll love me all her life, I loved her all mine. But if you ask her how she is, She'll lie and say she's fine.
I am here in Heaven. I cannot hug from here, If she lies to you don't listen, Hug her and hold her near.
On the day we meet again, We'll smile and I'll be bold. I'll say, "You're lucky to get here, Mom, With all the lies you told!"
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Kids do the craziest things
Junior would always do some crazy things. when we lived in Germany he was about 2 1/2 years old we had a little black dog named Blacky. Junior was sitting on the floor playing with his toys when Blacky decided to take one of his toys Junior got upset and decided he was going to get even with Blacky and bit the dog on his tail. Of course the dog turn around and bit Junior back he just sat there startle that the dog did this to him. He didn't get hurt just shocked.
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Poems


He Only Took My Hand / Mom
Last night while I was sleeping, my son's voice I did hear
I opened my eyes and looked around the room But Junior didn't appear
he said: "Mom you've got to listen, you've got to understand God didn't take me from you, he only took my hand
When I called out in pain that night, he instantly reached down, took my hand and pulled me gently to his side, lifted me up and saved me from all the misery and pain inside. My body hurt so badly, I could never be the same
My search is really over now I've found happiness within, all the answers to my empty dreams and all that might have been
I love and miss you soooo very much, I'll always be near by My body's gone forever But my spirit will never die
So you must go on now and live one day at a time Until we meet again
Just understand:
God didn't take me from you, he only took my hand!!!!

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