Jennifer Mora Obituary

i miss my sister so much she will always be in my heart. i will always remember her and pray to god you have angels surounding her.

Jeffo even though i didnt meet you it seems like i did, and that there is a part missing in my heart.In the video that they showed me, you were always smiling and laughing and doing other funky stuff. Now there is only your memories and pictures in the frames and words to describe what you were like.I miss and love you Jeffo.

I miss your smile your laughter, your touch, your hugs, and your nose kisses. evrything seems so lonely without you here. i love and miss you soo much. xoxoxoxo *nose kiss*

We remember you for the smile you always had and the caring you were to everyone. We miss you but you will always be in our hearts.

To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you."

It's good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly; you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man.

God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years
because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.

There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
but together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too...
that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain,
then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented....that my life has been worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street, and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.

And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free,
remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me.

Ruth Ann Mahaffey (author)
©Copyright 1998-2009

“Children will not remember you for the material things you provided but for the feeling that you cherished them.”

Dear Jennifer,
I miss you a lot you are a great friend, school is not the same with out you, I miss your laugh, my thoughts are with you and your family.

Mora Family,
In her short time with us, she sure did have a great impact on all of us. Every time I saw her, she gave me a big hug. She conducted herself like such a dignified young lady at such a young age. Her talent and kindness spoke volumes of her upbringing around such a loving family. The tears shed at our school when we all found out were plentiful and spoke to her influence on all of us. She will be missed. But those she left behind, especially her family, are left to rekindle her memory and rejoice in her legacy. She will be missed and our prayers are for all of you who have to go on without her daily presence. Find comfort in knowing she was loved deeply by all who knew her. Thank you for sharing her with all of us!
Mona Contreras