May 15, 2006 21:06
The heart of a woman is stronger than any creature on the Earth. The heart of a woman is the central location where love and family are located. The heart of a woman is the resort where comfort and joy are found.
The heart of Refugia Cena brings everyone here today to gather around and remember her good life. Each and every one of us has a stilled moment with her in the back of our heads.
The last time I talked to her was on May 4, 2006, my mom and I visited her at the facility where she was being treated for her therapy. It was also the day were I accidentally shouted out the code to the nurse giving all the patients in the hallway the magic number to exit. I told my mom that the patients there were going to rally that night to plan an escape.
Anyways, momo and I were there talking and such-- she wanted an update on my life and I told her what was going on.
I told her that my classes were going well and that my second year of college was almost over, summer vacation was reeling in.
My mother showed her some exercises that she could do while in bed so that she could get a good workout to get strong biceps and be the strongest woman in the building.
We had to leave because I had to study for my History final that day and the rain was going to come down. Before I left she complimented me on my weight, it was a good compliment, she was proud of the hard work that I put in to loose all the weight that I had during middle school and high school as ya’ll remember.
Well momo, I’m feeling good and looking good. I passed all my classes and I will be a junior in the spring of 2007 at UH.
Let us keep in mind that momo is not alone, she is reunited with her husband, family, and she will be surrounded by angels that range from presidents, popes, kings, queens, and Hollywood celebrities, she won’t be bored, everyday will be a party for her.
French Philosopher Rene Descartes once argued a theory of his to the Catholic Church. “Cogito Ergo Sum,” “I think, therefore I am.” The theory was to prove the existence of the individual and God. I can prove that I exist because I think. I can prove that God exists because I think of him. I can prove that momo still exists in our hearts because we all are thinking of her right now, in this room, at this moment, and forever shall we think of her.
Momo has ascended into the heavens, and with outstretched fingers, she touched the face of God.
God bless Refugia Cena on Mother’s day, may her soul rest with the best of women, and God bless all the strong women here with us tonight.