Julianne Marie Huerta

Julie and I had been friends since elementary school. I have lots of treasured memories of sleepovers and birthday parties and eating pizza together. She was a very special friend.

Julie and I were friends since 3rd grade. She was the reason I had a social life in high school. I was such a nerd, but she was still my friend. She was like the mother in our group of friends, always taking care of us and making sure we got home safely. Even though we drifted apart in our adult lives, I will always have special memories of her and all of the fun we had as kids. Julie was a very special person and wonderful friend.

Julie was a very special person. She was so wise for her age. Although we hadn't spoken in a few years, I always appreciated her friendship and was sadden to hear of her passing. But I know she is in a better place.

Julianne: You will always be missed my friend, but I know you are in a much better place now. Your light will continue to shine through all of the lives you have touched.

EULOGY FOR A FRIEND
DO NOT STAND AT MY GRAVE AND WEEP,I AM NOT THERE, I DO NOT SLEEP. IAM A THOUSAND WINDS THAT BLOW. IAM THE DIAMOND GLINTS ON SNOW. I AM THE SUNLIGHT ON A RIPENED GRAIN. I AM THE GENTLE RAIN. WHEN YOU WAKEN IN THE MORNINGS, HUSH. IAM THE SWIFT UPLIFTING RUSH OF QUIET BIRDS IN CIRCLED FLIGHT. I AM THE SOFT STARS THAT SHINE AT NIGHT. DO NOT STAND AT MY GRAVE AND CRY. I AM NOT THERE, I DID NOT DIE.
THIS IS FOR YOU OUR FAVORITE PT THE LIFE IN YOUR SOUL WILL NEVER LEAVE US...

My Dear Julianne,
I will miss you, but I will not forget your beautiful smile, eloquent and thoughtful words of wisdom, and great sense of humor. May you find eternal peace with our Lord! Family and Friends through time we will grow stronger as we continue her legacy as a living example of her virtuous existence with us.

I wanted to share some excerpts from Abide with Me by Henry Francis Lyte (1847) for Julianne, her family, and her friends:

Abide with me; fast falls the eventide;
The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide.
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, O abide with me.

Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day;
Earth’s joys grow dim; its glories pass away;
Change and decay in all around I see;
O Thou who changest not, abide with...