
I can always count in my absence that my cousin, Mary Jane Ragel, or my friend, Liz Hernandez, flowers will be placed at my daughters grave. As is my custom when I do come to visit in Littlefield, I go by and clean her grave marker and just take a moment to reflect on the short while she was with me. The pain is never lessened, the reality of it never fails to fill me with sadness, but as I've gotten older I have also learned to rejoice because I have an Angel waiting for me in Heaven. Rest In Peace, Erica Nicole Zamora.
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