Esaí Angel Lopez
April 13, 1990 - August 1, 2007

   
     
 
Letter to My Buddy
 
 

To: Esaí
From: Mom

Never in 10,000 years would I have dreamed I would be writing you this message. But, it has been an absolute joy being your mom and I am so proud to call you my son. I must say, I am thank ful for the many talks we had about, marriage, sex, drugs, smoking, alcohol, news events, girls, your many adventures, and life in general, and for the times you told me things, most teenagers would never think of telling their parents, you were brave and told me those things. I feel honored that you had that trust in me. I am thankful for your direct questions to me, your blunt answers and your true feelings about whatever was on your mind. I am thankful for every moment I have had with you and for the great young man you turned out to be.

Did you know…

•  Esaí could fix anything, and he did. One particular time my sister, Leah, "Aunt Leah" was throwing away her sewing machine but gave it to Esaí who desperately wanted it because he was fascinated by the mechanics of it. Whenever something came with directions, he would glance at them once then put the item together perfectly, without needing to look at the directions twice.

•  He was a positive light in my life and when times were rough, which was pretty often, he would say "We are going to be alright mom, things are going to work out."

•  Whenever people would ask me how many children do I have, I would say, "I have two boys" , the usual response to that was "Whoa! I feel bad for you, they must drive you crazy." My response was always, "No, I have great kids, I am blessed, my kids are great."

•  Esaí loved to cook with a passion, "Chef Esai" . He would have made a fantastic chef.

•  I will miss his funny sarcastic remarks, his patting me on the head as though I am his obedient pet, his phrase "Mom, I 'm a pimp" every time I remarked about something he was wearing. I will miss helping him plan his future, that great laugh of his, I loved his laugh, but most of all, I will miss his nightly "check-in" phone calls. "Mom I was thinking, can I stay the night at Julian 's or David 's house?" "No!" , I would sometimes say, "Buddy, you don 't want to hang out at home with me?" "Come on mom we 're in the middle of a good game(video)." "Okay buddy, you can stay over, I 'll see you tomorrow."

Buddy, I will never understand why God took you so soon, wish you could have stayed longer, but you know, God has a plan for all of us. Don't worry about me and Tony, we'll be alright. Anyone who ever met you was privileged to have known you. "You're a real cool guy!"

I Love You Buddy,
Love, Mom