I cared for Yolanda, my mother, for the last five years or so of her life. She was the indomitable, fiery Yolanda Rosas until the end. No one could tame her, not her family, the priest, my dad, not my sisters, or me. She confessed to God her sins and I pray that He has her in his bosom. I am greatly touched by the outpouring of sympathy that I have seen in this guest book as well as what I experienced at my mom's memorial service. I thank you all for your kind and soothing words of consolation, for your hugs and your feelings of accompanying us in our pain and loss. I will remember your kindnesses just as I will remember my mom, the lady that, I must admit, was the one who most influenced my life.
Thank you all, I remain,