MBs Eulogy

For those of you who missed the Memorial, here is a video we made and I have copied and pasted the Eulogy below.

I feel as if Mom has let go of my hand, and I, like a baby, wobble around and take my first steps without her.   As I adjust to this new chapter, I realize she was never mine, she was never ours, we didn’t have exclusive rights to her. She was an incredible gift from God sent here to be our guide and teacher in this crazy classroom called life. I think she knew this because when she told us she’d decided to go on Hospice and we couldn’t stop crying she said, “hush hush now, you’ve had a mom long enough”   and even though we saw her as our Rock and our home she always knew what  her role in our lives would truly be. She was our guide and mentor and she gave us the tools to live without her.

So instead of telling you how great a mother, daughter , wife or sister she was I’ll tell you what she did that made her great in all aspects of her life. She truly lived with honesty and passion. She worked hard and turned anything she touched into gold because she believed in herself.  She was adored by those around her because she was confidant and strong. Never bragging about all her accomplishments  or trying  to tell people how to be, she had enough confidence in who she was that she didn’t have to do that. She let people come to her and when they shared a problem with her she listened patiently and never jeopardized someone’s trust by telling other people what she’d heard or knew, that just wasn’t her style. She had balls of steal. When she was diagnosed with cancer she dealt with it with such strength and in such a proactive way that I was in awe of her. She was such a caring, giving and loving mother that I never really had a choice in whether I’d drop everything to be with her or not. I had to drop everything because I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I wasn’t by her side because throughout our lives she was constantly on our side.  She was a woman of faith and every obstacle she faced she never faced alone but with God because that’s how strong her faith was. I remember her telling my siblings and I when you are closer to God your heart hurts less. She gave her strongest emotions and most difficult battles to God and taught us to do the same.  She loved everyone in her life with passion especially her husband. I have never met another couple as loving and devoted to one another as much as my parents were. They have taught us all what a relationship should be. Of course the had a great chemistry and spark but 32 years of marriage took work and my Mom always worked hard for her relationship. I remember her always planning little get aways for her and my dad and they always made time for date night they even went dancing once a month. She lived her life with the same passion, devotion and compassion she had for her family. She lived her life with style and grace and even in the hours proceeding her death she made the moment magical. The morning she passed away we knew there were angels all around her we knew this because we literally saw them coming. It was like a scene out of a movie, At midnight our chandelier emitted an explosion of light so great it stopped us in our tracks every hour after it would flicker and I remember telling my mom her angels and siblings who had passed away were coming to get her and I truly feel they were. This last night brought so much comfort to all our hearts because it was in those moments that we knew she wasn’t dying but she was preparing to be born in another place a better place and that eventually someday we will join her and all be together again. There will never be another like her, she was one of a kind and even though we don’t have her with us she will always be in our hearts and on our side. I feel lucky to have such a powerful angel advocating for me in heaven. 

MB has passed away

I will give more details on her passing in the days to come but thank you all for your prayers and support. I will let you know that she passed away peacefully in her sleep Wedn. morning.May 2nd. She is now resting in peace.

Marisol's bitter sweet nuptials

Going to the chapel and we're going to get married;)

My lil sis got married Wednesday. It was a quick ceremony at the courthouse in downtown San Jose. It's Friday and it barely hit me that my little sister is MARRIED. The day was a blur, I woke up too early, barely did my hair and rushed to the courthouse with PB,my sis and her then Fiance. As we arrived, I could see PB was sad. Waiting for us were my sisters husbands parents all paired up and PB was definitely missing his other half. I asked MB if she wanted to go. We had her wheelchair and I suggested that with the wheelchair she would be able to attend. She was too weak and in too much pain to go. Luckily, my sisters good friends accompanied her and every seat in the little chapel was filled. 

I'm sure that  had my sister had the choice, she would have traded all those guests for that one special attendee, MB. When we got home, I showed MB the pics and at the end of the slideshow she started to cry, as PB approached her and leaned his forhead to her nose they both began to sob. I quietly left the room and as I looked over I saw tears streaming down my little brothers face. I told him to also give them some space. I knew that my Mother's tears weren't of joy. They were of sadness. Sadness because she couldn't attend her daughter's special day. It was in that moment that I cursed her cancer and how it has affected all our lives. 

I pray for the day that MB is cured. I pray with such fervor that I can't think of anything else. I did have one bit of good news. My sister has asked me to be her babys Godmother. I can't wait to spoil the crap out of that little baby and teach it some cursewords muahahahahahahaha.

A friends Gift of HOPE...

Trying times bring out the best and worst in people. I have been a bit of a bitch and my real friends know why. Those who have decided to "bow out gracefully" can go fuck themseleves and If I never speak to them again it will be too soon.

A friend of mine sent two great books to the house. One of them was Dodie Olsteen's "Healed of Cancer". This book has been one of the greatest gifts MB and I have received. Its short and sweet and filled with inspirational Psalms. It reinvigorated our faith and has made us believe in miracles again. Osteen's story has taught us how to pray with a whole new fervor. There is  a prayer in there that MB and I have begun to say every single day and the more we say it the more invigorated I see MB.

I ask all my friends and family of faith to join us in this prayer daily,

"O God, our Father, Your Word says that you are very present help in the time of need. I come to You now on behalf of Maria Vargas who is suffering with cancer. Father, I ask You, in the Name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, to touch and heal her.

Distance is no problem for You, God. As I pray, You are there with her, even as I close as the very breath they breathe. So I am asking You to touch her body and heal her.

Now, you foul disease called cancer, I speak to you. Go from Maria Vargas' body in the name of Jesus! I command you, cancerous cells, to wither and die at the roots in the name of Jesus! Devil, I bind your power in this persons life, and I command healing to come to Maria Vargas NOW, in the name of Jesus!

Father, I ask You to replace with new cells those that have been damaged by cancer or any other disease. God, You can do that, because what is impossible with man is possible with You. You are a God who cares, and we believe You will do it just because we have asked. You love us that much.

Father, may strength and wholeness come into Maria Vargas' body this very day. Thank You, Lord, for doing it.

I Thank You, Jesus, that we will hear good reports from Maria Vargas healing because she has held fast to confession and Faith without wavering, because you are faithful who promised. Thank You father in jesus name Amen"


I ask that whoever pray with us pray with passion and conviction that MB WILL be healed. After receiving this book the attitude in our house has changed. We plead MB's case on a daily basis and say this prayer. Everynight before I go to bed I remind God that MB is too young to die, she needs to be healthy to go to Jeannettes big wedding, she needs to be healthy to play with my sisters baby. She needs to live to grow old with PB and keep me on the right track. MB has too much good to do so I remind God why we need her.

Thanks Again to the friends and family who read the blog and aren't constantly asking for updates but instead are sending messages of hope and wonderful cards and books in the mail. May God bless you all...Namaste;)

Tia Alicia's Birthday

One of MB's wounds, she has two, I get to look at this everyday, if your one of the people that likes to judge my need to get away maybe you can see a portion of what I see and understand, because unlike you I can't waltz in and out of this every couple weeks.

Tia Meli, MB and my favorite aunt Alicia 

A couple of days ago, my favorite aunt shared that members in my extended family had judged me for going to TX alone for two weeks. I will never ever regret going away and taking some time for myself. The people that like to judge and make stupid assumptions are just plain ignorant in my eyes. No one, except my immediate family and two aunts will ever know the private hell that we are living in this house. The people that sit outside and judge and make dumb ass comments have never spent more than 24 hours in this house. Do I need to remind them that I've been here since day 1, day and night for over a year and a half watching the slow deterioration of the woman I cherish most on the planet. I hope these people never go through what I've gone through because if they did, I'm sure they wouldn't last a month. Like cowards, they waltz into my house once a week, once a month maybe even once every six months and they feel entitled to an opinion. Of course, no one would ever make these comments to my face. I wish they would say it to my face so I can give them a piece of Ms. Mariela Vargas.

Fortunately, the only people whose opinions I want or even listen to at this moment are living under my roof. My aunts father and siblings are my war buddies. We are on the front lines, we are fighting the good fight. We are rolling with the punches and watching it all unravel.

Today, was my favorite aunts birthday and I tried to make the day as special for her as possible. One of the highlights was when my aunt and I were treating one of MBs bedsores, the sore is located right above her butt and my face was really close to it while I applied the special ointment the way the doctor had told me, as I was doing this MB farted in my face. That made my aunts day! We had a good laugh and then I went out and bought my aunt a card and a birthday cake.

The Chinese believe that when there is a sick or disabled person in the family it is a blessing and that the disabled person's soul has taken one for the team so that the rest of the members of the family can evolve their spirits. Caring for a sick person, especially one you love sooooo much, gives you so many oppurtunities to grow and to evolve. You use pieces of yourself you never knew you had. It's like the pressure and intensity of the situation gives you keys to a secret stash of tools in your soul that you never knew you had. I constantly find myself reciting fifty cents line, "Gods favorites have a hard time".  I truly believe that. At thirty years old I have the strength of character that most could only dream of. I'm not dependent on anyone, I'm fearless, I'm not afraid to be myself and say what I feel. I know who I am and what I can do. Most people go through their entire lives searching for what I have and never find it. MB is giving us all a gift. We can choose to rise to the occasion or not.

Today, after an extremely hard day my Dad yelled at me for not ordering a water filter, that really hurt my feelings because I had no time. Usually, I yell back, I stand my ground and Papa Bear and I bring down the house. We are both Sagittarius Monkeys and have a great deal of passion, especially for fighting. Today, I just stood my ground and walked away, I knew that if I blew it up it would only stress out MB. I cried a little, PB went for a walk and an hour later we were cool and in search of our kitten whom her Mom had hid from us because she was tired of us holding it.

I don't think anyone knows what the meaning of life is. I believe we are here to learn the lessons and then we go somewhere eternal with a bag of tools we fashioned here on earth. What I do know, is that when you are at the edge. When you are about to slap the shit out of everyone you know and jump off a bridge because you just can't take it, that's when Ms. Kitty (our cat) hides Rocky (her kitten) and all of a sudden your on a wild goose chase running around the garage with a flashlight demanding Ms. Kitty tell you where Rocky is!....That's the thing about life, you just have to go with it, never knowing what horrific or magnificent place it will take you. The only thing I can tell you is that wherever it takes you that's where you are meant to be in order to learn, grow, evolve not as a human being but as a spiritual one......Namaste;)

Ms. Kitty where's ROCKY!?

After an hour of searching, we found her in a dark corner of the garage

HERE I AM!...Ms. Kitty hid her!...she would

3rd Stage of Grief....Anger

Lately I've been wanting to tell everyone off. It pisses me off that people are so damn happy. I quit FB because I couldn't stand all the, "I'm having such a great day posts". Everytime I read a happy post  I want to comment, "Go Fuck Yourself!...No one gives a shit!...I hope you step on pooh on the way home!".  I read online that anger is one of the stages of grief. I'm embracing anger, I take to it  well. I'm a natural at anger, I learned from the best. They don't call my dad Grumpy for no reason. I know I shouldn't be so upset, but I am. I even have a mental list of people who piss me off.

At the top of my list is people who like to claim MB as their own. They are like, "Oh I feel like she's my MB too I love her soo much!". My inner response to that is, "Really Bitch really?! cause I don't see you wiping her ass everynight, or sleeping on the floor next to her, I don't see you cleaning her gross ass wounds and bedsores. I don't see you lifting her out of bed everyday because that's what a REAL daughter does!" I swear next time someone tells me they feel like my Mom is their Mom I'm going to slap them in the motherfucking face. You can't claim to be someones daughter and do none of the nitty gritty. MB has TWO daughter's Me and My sis and I sleep on the floor next to her and clean her wounds and my sis wipes her ass so there.

Other people that piss me off are the people that really want to be there for you and keep asking you what they can do. I hate that. I have all this stress and now I have to figure out a job for your dogooding ass!? NO, the people I like best are the ones that are smart enough to see a need and say "hey Can I do this for you?" I Love the people that call and say, "hey can I bring you guys dinner tonight?!. LOVE THEM! "

I also get really annoyed when people are constantly asking how my Mom is doing. Lets make a deal when MB is suddenly cured or suddenly gets really bad I'll make sure to post it on her FB. Until then stop exhausting me with the same damn questions! Also, if I don't want to talk I don't want to talk so stop calling me! FUCK. You know who's hella cool, it's the people that let you know one time that they are there for you and then leave you the fuck alone. I LOVE those people. I swear people don't understand the meaning of the word SPACE and PRIVACY! My days are so hectic I don't even have time to be on the phone so just text and shut up.

Then there are the people that keep asking me to go out and do stuff. These are the people I find especially clueless. Really, I wanna go out and do random ass shit and plaster a fake ass smile on my face while MB whithers away. Again, my response to that is....I'm sure you all know it by now...you guessed it, lets all say it together cause it feels oh sooo goood...... GO FUCK YOURSELF!

Basically at this stage in the game everyone pisses me off except my sister, brother, dad, Mom and two aunts that live here. I'm sure when I am done being angry everything will be back to normal....wait...spoke too soon, nope, I'll be in the depressed isolated stage....actually that makes sense cause I'm sure after I've told all my friends and family to go fuck themselves I'll have no problem finding some alone time;)

Protecting My Cubs...Please don't show up unnanounced

Ever since I began caring for MB I began to feel like the Mama Bear, not just to her, but to my siblings as well. Whenever I write, say or do anything it's not just for myself but for those less vocal around me.

In the two previous blogs I asked that people not only give our family space but that they call before they come. Once a visit was scheduled I asked that people please act as normal as possible. I don't ask these things because I feel a crazy need to control people, I ask these things to protect MB and my family. MB is not the only one worn out by visitors, My siblings and father are as well. I'm not trying to keep MB hostage, I just want her and my immediate family comfortable because it truly makes for a more happy and peaceful home.

There are still some people that feel that they are above these rules because they think, "Oh well I'm her Mom, or brother or sister in law or niece or nephew, I can show up whenever I want." My response to that is ughhh NO no you can't! Yes, MB is special to you but you still have to respect not just her wishes but Our wishes and our immediate family. My sister is pregnant, my dad works a full time job, we want our home to be a place where we can relax. It's frustrating to walk into your own house and see a "visitor" no matter who they are and have to talk to them. Small talk is exhausting! Please put yourself in our shoes for just on second and respect us and our wishes. Also, there are many things  that our immediate family need to discuss in private, logistical things, painful things and we need our privacy now more than ever!

Another excuse I hear a lot is, "well your Mom enjoys my company I can stay as long as I please." Again No! We as her caretakers are exhausted and are not in the mood for long visits. We sleep on the floor next to her to make sure she is ok during the night, we prepare all of her meals, we clean, we cook , we need our space to re-energize as well. I think if you all begin to look at the bigger picture you can understand where my family is coming from. If you still want to see me as an "evil control freak" than I guess that will have to be your problem.

I have blown up on some people and I apologize for that but if you know the rules and you feel like doing whatever you want anyway be prepared to get a mouthful from me because I not only speak for myself, I speak for my sister, dad, brother and everyone else who lives in this house and is exhausted. I would LOVE to thank the people that already text and call and arrange their visits in advance. That simple act is so helpful and makes things easier on MB and the entire family. I know it doesn't seem like a big deal but it is. In a family as big as ours its imperative that people schedule visits!

From now on I ask that EVERYONE text me (408-416-1815)and ask me when a good time to come is. If I don't confirm the visit please don't be surprised if I'm rude when you arrive, tell you off, or not even let you in. That's it, i'm not playing anymore.Some who have known me a long time know of my explosive nature. Those who don't don't be surprised when you see it because I protect my family with the wrath of a Lioness protecting her cubs. MB and my family is just so tired. I hope none of you take this personally this is just how I protect and love my family. That's it. Also, there are many ways to show you care and make your presence known, write a letter, send some flowers, leave a VM you don't have to visit. Here is our address, 157 Venado Wy, SJ CA 95123. I hope this is clear and everyone gets it now.