Lisa Benitez

Remembering the fun we had as teenagers in Spring, Texas. Miss you Lisa.

Lisa
I was deep in thought thinking about you today, missing you dear, sweet , and funny friend. All of a sudden : your memory popped up in my email and I knew that was a sign. How I miss our adventures at the art institute Houston. I still can not believe it has been five years. Praying for you and your family
Jess(jezebel)

I miss Lisa every day. Every day since she left this life. Sometimes a Cardinal will fly into my yard (I live in IL), and I know it is her. So I let myself remember. Sometimes I dream about her (in all of her fabulousness), and I wake up happy. But it is an every day occurrence. And thinking of her brings me peace me. It makes me smile. Every time.

I just heard about Lisa's death and I am devastated. Lisa was such a wonderful and loving person. I am at a loss because I do not know what to say. We knew each other personally and professionally. I do cherish our friendship and offer a prayer for you my friend.

Where to begin? it is impossible to say in words the impact that Lisa has had in my life. Friends since childhood, Lisa and I shared many memories. She was smart and beautiful and funny and made me laugh whenever we were together. She saw me at my best and worst, and was with me through the most difficult times in my life. As we grew older, our lives changed and we saw each other less. However long between phone calls or visits, when we spoke it was as if no time had passed. I miss...

My deepest condolences for the Benitez family. I am so sorry to hear of Lisa's passing. Prayers for the whole family. Take care Manny and Missy.

Dear Benitez family,
Ed and I were saddened to hear of Lisa's passing. We became acquainted with her when the girls were in Klein High School. Lisa, Gretchen Pucci and our daughter Lee were good friends. Lisa stayed in touch with us with cards and emails throughout the years. She was very special.
We say prayers for all of you every day.
Sincerely, Ed & Suzie Hanson

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