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This memorial website was created to honor the memory of our beloved son and brother, Eddy Vargas who was born in El Paso, Texas on September 12, 1988 and went to heaven on July 20, 2005 at the age of 16. We will remember him forever.

Eddy was the light of our lives, now he lights up the heavens.
We'll Love and Miss You
Eddy Always and Forever!!! 

The green ribbon symbolizes the continuation of life that is organ and tissue donation. Eddy decided to be an organ donor. He always helped people, even if he didn't know them, he had a big heart, and he gave the ultimate gift in his death. The Gift Of Life.



 







  

 

 








Thanks to the Trevizo Kids.



A Mothers Pain

You see me smiling.
What you don't see is that I am screaming behind that smile .
You see me go on with
everything....work....groceries.....life in general.
What you don't see is that it takes every ounce of energy
I have just to breathe.
You see me alone with my thoughts.
What you don't see is me talking to Him
You see me say "I am fine".
What you don't see is the huge hole in my heart that can never be filled.
You see me and think "she's back to normal".
What you don't see is that there is no normal for me anymore. You see me and think "Oh my God I hope this never happens to me"
What you don't see is that as much as I long for you to
understand me... I hope this never happens to you either.
You see me joking and laughing with others and think she
must be getting over what has happened.
What you don't see is that I can never forget, nor would I want to, you don't get over the loss of a child.
You see me sad and don't know what to say so you keep going.
What you don't see is all I really want is for you to ask how I am doing, really, and give me a hug.
You see that life goes on.
What you don't see is on July 20, 2005 that the life I had will never be the same .
You see that I am strong...... do not be deceived.
What you don't see is that I am weak and weary. Some days "I am 6 feet from the edge".
What you see is a mask....a lie. The mask helps you cope with me and me cope with myself.
What you don't see is the raw sometimes unbearable pain.
You don't see me being unable to breathe.
What you don't see is my despair. You don't see me screaming to heaven for God to give my son back.
What you don't see you could never understand anyway unless you walk a mile in my shoes.... God Forbid. 










My son was a good kid in the wrong place at the wrong time.

One Saturday night in July, as he went around the corner to get ice cream, he was assaulted by teenage gang members, they allegedly confronted Eddy and asked for gold chains and earrings.

He was hit near the eyebrow, with the butt of a gun. He fell, struck his head and was knocked unconscious. (This happened in Juarez, Mexico)

He died of head injuries three days later. He was declared brain dead. My husband and I were asked on that terrible day if we would consider donating some of Eddy's organs, we didn't hesitate. We didn't need to speak about it, because we know what Eddy's wanted.

One day Eddy was watching the movie John Q about a father fighting for a heart transplant for his son.My husband asked Eddy what he thought about it, and he said he would like to be a donor. He had a very big heart.

I weep for my son who should never have died so young, but I applaud his spirit. And I cry tears of joy for the people who live because of him.

Although his life was cut short, I believe Eddy's spirit live on in those people, as well as in the people who knew and loved him. To loss a child it's the hardest thing you could go through, but we look forward to another day, knowing we have each other, a wonderful daughter, to kiss each day and a son in heaven, we will see again, someday.

We know God has a plan for all of us, He knows what He is doing. We will never know why we lost Eddy. We just have to believe God knew what He is doing. We miss Eddy everyday.






And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes;
and their shall be no more death,
neither sorrow or crying,
neither shall there be any more pain:
For the former things are passed away.
Rev. 21:4 


THE BROKEN CHAIN


We little knew that morning that God was going to call your name,

In life we loved you dearly, in death we do the same.

It broke our hearts to lose you, you did not go alone,

For part of us went with you, the day God called you home.

You left us peaceful memories, your love is still our guide,

And though we cannot see you, you are always at our side.

Our family chain is broken, and nothing seems the same,

But as God calls us one by one, the chain will link again.

--Author Unknown
 
  


There is a family who misses you
And finds time long since you went.
We think of you daily and hourly,
But try to be brave and content.
Tears that we shed are in silence,
And we breath a sigh of regret,
For you were ours, and we remember,
Though all the world forget.





















(article from the local newspaper)


He Had a Very Big Heart
Lenny Jurado and Daniel Borunda / El Paso Times

Standing 6 feet 3 inches, El Paso High School basketball player Eddy Vargas was big on the court, but his caring personality stood taller, family and friends said Wednesday.

"He had a very big heart. He liked to help people," Eddy's mother, Cristina Vargas, said.

Eddy Vargas, 16, suffered a fatal head injury when he was assaulted, family members say, by teenage gang members Saturday night in Juárez around the corner from his parents' home. Vargas, who was born in El Paso and lived with his grandparents here, was known to give some of his clothes and toys to the children of his parents' neighborhood in Juárez, family said.

Eddy was declared brain-dead Tuesday at Thomason Hospital. He was taken off life support Wednesday afternoon after surgery to remove four organs for donation.

"Todo mundo en Juárez el queria ayudar," Juan Manuel Vargas said, describing his only son's desire to help the "entire world" in Juárez. The couple also have a 13-year-old daughter, Brenda.

"I'll be right back," Eddy Vargas told his parents Saturday night as he walked out with a few buddies to get ice cream around the corner from his parents' home.

Gang members allegedly confronted Eddy Vargas and asked for gold chains and earrings, his family said. "Que barrio? (What neighborhood?)," the gang members reportedly asked him.

Vargas was hit near the eyebrow, possibly with the butt of a gun, his mother said. He fell, struck his head and was knocked unconscious.

The 16-year-old alleged gang member has been identified by Juárez police, but his entire family appeared to have moved out of town when police tried to arrest him at his home Tuesday, Juan Vargas said he was told by police.

Eddy Vargas was transferred to Thomason Hospital, and loved ones were optimistic he would survive. Though unconscious much of the time, he was able to recognize his longtime girlfriend, Allison Mora.

"The last time I talked with him (Sunday), I told him I'd come back at 8 o'clock (Monday morning) to see him. He said, 'OK, I love you. Bye,' " Mora said.

Friends and teammates gathered at Mora's house Wednesday, remembering a youth who was enamored of his Euro-style Mitsubishi Eclipse and loved basketball almost as much as he loved his girlfriend.

"This was a big surprise for all of us," said Freddy Dominguez, a friend from Vargas' car club, Team Dynamic. "I didn't think something like this would happen to Eddy. He was a really nice guy who always stayed out of trouble."

Vargas was known for his smile, which seemed fixed no matter what the circumstances, whether it was hugging his girlfriend of 2 1/2 years or running extra laps during basketball practice.

As a basketball player, Vargas was a rarity at El Paso High School. "El Grande." He was one of the school's tallest students, and he was talented enough to earn a varsity spot as a freshman.

A Philadelphia 76ers fan, Vargas dreamed of playing at the University of North Carolina and making it to the NBA.

To El Paso High School varsity boys basketball coach Mark Reynolds, Vargas was "off-the-chart gold."

"I had upperclassmen who looked up to him. Eddy strived to do better and worked and had fun. He had fun with life and knew that life was for a purpose -- to give. He even had a talk with his dad a week before this happened and said he'd be happy to donate his organs," Reynolds said.

Teammates were quick to recognize Vargas' concern for others.

"When we were losing, he'd get us to play," teammate Eric Saenz, a senior, said. "We'd argue amongst each other, but he'd never get mad. He was the heart of the team."

It was that compassion that packed the Thomason Hospital lobby with what seemed like all of El Paso.

"There were a lot of kids at the hospital, and they were there for three days," said DJ Mora, Allison's mother. "There were parents, kids, coaches... there were so many people there that many of them had to sit on the floor.

Added Reynolds, who said he lived at Thomason for three days, "It was evident how many lives he touched. It was amazing."

Although Vargas' passing was a tragedy, his friends hope a positive message can be learned from his death.

"I think we're going to get something good out of this," said Tiger basketball player Aaron Ponce, a senior. "It's going to help us all out. All these years we've been playing together and we're always fighting with each other, but I think this will give us more respect for each another and our opinions. We're going to do the best we can this upcoming season for him.

We're going to try to win a championship for him. That's what he always wanted, to win one championship."

Appreciating life, Mora said, would be the perfect way to honor a boy who was never caught frowning.

"I hope this is a big eye-opener for kids who think it can't happen to them," she said.

"For me, saying goodbye to him then not seeing him anymore ... it opens your eyes. It shows you how precious life is and how quickly it can leave."

Cristina Vargas said she feels a sense of comfort that her son was able to help others even in death.

"I never felt anger against" the attackers, she said calmly. "I knew God had a plan. ... When (Eddy) was born, the nurse told me, 'This boy will be somebody special.' I have always remembered that and now I understand." 












   
     
           


Eddy always was so proud to be tiger.





























 


          






 



















     











 




 

 His favorite music..


















 His favorite food....


 
                                    











His favorite brands...




                   




His car...





                 































 

            
They say there is a reason, 
           
          They say that time will heal, 
          
          But neither time nor reason, 
          
          Will change the way we feel, 
          
          For no-one knows the heartache, 
          
          That lies behind our smiles, 
           
          No-one knows how many times, 
          
          We have broken down and cried, 
          
          We want to tell you something, 
          
          So there won't be any doubt, 
          
          You're so wonderful to think of, 
          
          But so hard to be without 





               Only The Best                 

       A heart of gold stopped beating, 
       two shining eyes at rest,
       God broke our hearts to prove, 
       He only takes the best.
                      
       God knows you had to leave us, 
       but you did not go alone, 
       for part of us went with you, 
       the day He took you home. 

       To some you are forgotten, 
       to others just part of the past, 
       but to us who loved and lost you, 
       the memory will always last. 














              

           A DAD'S GRIEF 

              It must be very difficult
              to be a man in grief
              since men don't cry and men are strong
              no tears can bring relief.

              It must be very difficult
              to stand up to the test
              and take the calls and visitors
              so she can get some rest

             They always ask if she's all right 
             and what she's going through 
             but seldom take his hand and ask
            "My friend, but how are you?"

             He hears her crying in the night
             and thinks his heart will break
             he dries her tears and comforts her
             but stays strong for her sake 

    It must be very difficult to start each day anew
             and try to be so very brave
             He lost his baby too.
                                            -Anonymous- 




             
Eddy's Dad Tatoo. 

             
         








 














Eddy is also remembered in the followed sites: 



http://www.angelfire.com/nc2/treasuredthoughts/memorials5.html#EddyVargas

http://www.rememberingourangels.piczo.com/?cr=4&rfm=y

http://angelsforlauren.com/wall11.html

http://moms.memorial-of-love.net/momsrm2xx.html

http://www.we-remember-them.com/showdata.php?section=3 





 


 SAFELY HOME
             
             I am home in Heaven, dear ones;
             Oh, so happy and so bright!
             There is perfect joy and beauty
             In this everlasting light.

             All the pain and grief is over,
             Every restless tossing passed;
             I am now at peace forever, 
             Safely home in Heaven at last.

             Did you wonder I so calmly
             Trod the valley of the shade?
             Oh! but Jesus'love illumined
             Every dark and fearful glade.

             And He came Himself to meet me
             In that way so hard to tread;
             And with Jesus'arm to lean on,
             Could I have one doubt or dread?

             Then you must not grieve so sorely, 
             For I love you dearly still:
             Try to look beyond earth's shadows,
             Pray to trust our Father's Will.

             There is work still waiting for you,
             So you must not idly stand;
             Do it now, while life remaineth-
             You shall rest in Jesus'land.

             When that work is all completed,
             He will gently call you Home;
             Oh, the rapture of that meeting,
             Oh, the joy to see you come!
  

                                               











"Yet those who wait for the Lord 

will gain new strength; 

they will mount up with wings 

like eagles,they will run and not 

get tired, they will walk and 

not become weary. 
                                    --Isaiah 40:31
 


 

























Dear God, thank you for all the memories I have of my Eddy, sometimes I'm so angry, so sad, feel so alone, my faith is not so strong, and every day I ask why ?
I know you understand my pain. You're a God of Love.
For now I can't understand, please forgive me and please take care of my baby until we meet again, you know how much I love him, how much I miss him and how much I need him. Please give him a big hug and a big kiss for me.
Thank you my God.

Eddy, you'll always be my baby, MI NIÑO PRECIOSO.
Forever your mom. 






     



                               







Oh God, let this flame kindle in me the
          assurance of your presence, let it warm
          my soul so that I might find courage, 
          strength and hope in each hour that you 
          walk with me. 
          Fill me with your light and guide Eddy to
          that light eternal.
                              Amen.
 








   
  


      




PRECIOUS CHILD

Words and Music by Karen Taylor-Good

In my dreams, you are alive and well
Precious child, precious child
In my mind, I see you clear as a bell
Precious child, precious child
In my soul, there is a hole
That can never be filled
But in my heart, there is hope
'Cause you are with me still

In my heart, you live on
Always there never gone
Precious child, you left too soon
Tho' it may be true that we're apart
You will live forever... in my heart

In my plans, I was the first to leave
Precious child, precious child
But in this world, I was left here to grieve
Precious child, my precious child

In my soul, there is a hole
That can never be filled
But in my heart there is hope
And you are with me still

In my heart you live on
Always there, never gone
Precious child, you left too soon,
Tho' it may be true that we're apart
You will live forever... in my heart

God knows I want to hold you,
See you, touch you
And maybe there's a heaven
And someday I will again
Please know you are not forgotten until then 

In my heart you live on
Always there never gone
Precious child, you left too soon
Tho' it may be true that we're apart
You will live forever... in my heart 














                          
    
  I know you lived your lifetime 
       As short as that seems to me, 
       But the pain in my heart is still so great, 
       Yet I know your spirit is free. 
  
       At times I think I hear you 
       The thoughts come to my mind. 
       I struggle for the sound of your voice, 
       But your voice I cannot find. 
  
       Yet you come to me in many ways 
       So I know you did not die, 
       You want to tell me that you’re close, 
       And to please stop asking Why. 
  
       Our lives on earth seem all too brief,      
       Or brief as it seems to me. 
       But where you are is forever, 
       God calls that Eternity! 






I miss you Eddy

every minute of

every hour of

every day....









 
 


       

 The Lord is my shepherd,
        I shall not want; 
        He makes me lie down in green pastures. 
        He leads me beside still waters; 
        He restores my soul. 
        He leads me in paths of righteousness 
        for His name's sake. 
        Even though I walk through the valley 
        of the shadow of death, 
        I fear no evil; 
        for You are with me; 
        Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me. 
        Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me 
        all the days of my life; 
        and I shall dwell in the house of the 
        Lord forever. 
                                   Psalm 23 

     





 MY CHILD 
                   
                 On the day God took you  
                 I thought that I would die 
                 I wondered where the time went? 
                 I asked alot of whys?? 
                 With people all around me 
                 I felt alone inside 
                   
                 From all their words of comfort, 
                 I couldn't seem to hide, 
                 I thought I might be dreaming 
                 That I'd wake and find you here, 
                 I thought "This can't be happening." 
                   
                 As I wiped another tear. 
                 On the day that you were laid to rest 
                 My heart broke yet again, 
                 I wondered if the pain would end, 
                 Bust mostly, I wondered when?? 
                  
                 It's hard to be without you, 
                 At times the days seem long, 
                 Sometimes I just sit crying, 
                 When there's really nothing wrong. 
                 I wish we'd had more time, 
                 Before your life was done. 
                 I hope your resting peacefully, 
                 My precious son 
                          Unknown






      
              All heaven was in mourning, 
           the day that young man died; 
           When he closed his eyes, they said, 
           Ten thousand angels cried. 

           The angels shed their many tears, 
           Because he was God's Son; 
           But there is a special sadness 
           when God takes the very young. 

           At times like that, I question God, 
           Why let a child die? 
           I cannot understand it, 
           And I need to ask him why. 

           I, too, have heard the angels cry, 
           I've heard them cry first-hand; 
           For I, too, gave up a child, 
           And I've tried hard to understand. 
            
           Yes, I've received God's comfort, 
           Though I'm grateful, I want more; 
           I want reasons; I want meaning, 
           I'm a parent who's heart-sore. 

           God can give and God can take, 
           I am well aware of this; 
           But, why my baby ... why my child? 
           Why did God put him on his list? 

           Did I love my child too much? 
           Was he too good for this earth? 
           Had his purpose here been filled? 
           Was that why he was taken first? 

           I awake each day with questions, 
           I fall asleep at night, the same; 
           So many times I ask God "Why?", 
           I'm both saddened and ashamed. 

           But then, in reflective moments, 
           When my prayers are most intense, 
           One word keeps going though my mind, 
           Patience ... patience ... patience. 

           Maybe now is not the time, 
           To explain this great heartache; 
Even if I knew God's reasons,
What difference would it make?
Can't I just be grateful,
For any time we had?
Accept God's action without question?
Why is that so very bad?
What's my hurry ... why my pressure?
Is my faith not strong enough?
God will explain it when He's ready, 

Surely I can trust that much.
God understands my broken heart,
He, too, gave up a Son;
He knows the pain of one lost child,
He weeps with me, and we are one.
Just as I talk to God each day,
I talk to my precious child;
I blow him kisses, and I say,
"See you, honey, in a while."
~ Virginia Ellis ~
Copyright © 2000 




           I miss your laughter, fun, and gentleness. 
           I miss the things I used to do for you. 
           I miss the time, now filled with emptiness, 
           When each day was a stage for something new. 
           I miss your love, though mine for you remains, 
           A passion with no outlet to the sea, 
           A teardrop in a desert, that contains 
           What's left of my maternal ecstasy. 
           I miss your presence, like a silent chord 
           That anchored even solitude in grace. 
           I miss, for my love's labor, the reward 
           Of seeing some small pleasure in your face. 
           All these I miss, and yet they are all here 
           Within my heart, far more than I can bear. 





           THE PERFECT ANGEL 

        I woke up to the sweet smell of the morning rain 
        and the first thought of the day 
        was of my angel, 
        through the clouds I see the 
        suns rays shining throughout the sky. 
      
       My angel lives in my heart, 
       all throughout the night and day 
       I think of my angel 
       Who is my protector, 
       Who leads me in the right direction.. 
       I thank my angel for being with me 
       through all my sorrows to lift me up, 
       to give me courage to go on.. 
      
       I thank GOD for sending me the perfect angel. 




           

My Mom is a survivor,
or so I've heard it said.
But I can hear her crying at night
when all others are in bed. 

I watch her lay awake at night
and go to hold her hand.
She doesn't know I'm with her
to help her understand. 
  
But like the sands on the beach
that never wash away . . .
I watch over my surviving mom,
who thinks of me each day. 
    
She wears a smile for others . . .
a smile of disguise!
But through Heaven's door I see
tears flowing from her eyes. 
   
My mom tries to cope with death
to keep my memory alive.
But anyone who knows her knows
it is her way to survive. 
   
As I watch over my surviving mom
through Heaven's open door . . .
I try to tell her that angels
protect me forevermore. 
    
I know that doesn't help her . . .
or ease the burden she bears.
So if you get a chance, go visit her . . .
and show her that you care. 
    
For no matter what she says . . .
no matter what she feels.
My surviving mom has a broken heart 
that time won't ever heal
         
        

        An emptiness fills the room. 
         
         A sorrow fills my soul. 
         
         Tears ripple through my body, 
         
         Shuddering out of control. 
         
         I know that you feel no pain. 
         
         Happy in your new home. 
        
         But constantly we weep, 
       
         Feeling so alone. 
      
        We miss your smile, 
     
         I really miss your hugs . 
     
         I even miss the silliness, 
     
         But most of all your love. 
     
         I’m sure one day in heaven, 
     
         We will all meet again. 
     
         But in all honesty Eddy, 
     
         Until then I just can’t understand….. 

         I love you and miss you every day 






       
                                
I think of you in silence,
And no one see me weep.
Because my silent tears are shed
While others are asleep.

God gave me the strength to face the sorrow;
The courage to bear the blow.
But what it meant to lose you,
Only He will ever know.

They say times helps us to forget
But time so far has only proved,
How much we miss you yet.

Author Unknown 
 







        



                                                         


 When I think of you 
my heart bursts with pride 
Blessed with a beautiful child 
To love and care for 'til you died. 

When I think of you 
            I remember how you taught me about life 
         Always to cherish such precious moments 
     For that moment may become the last. 

When I think of you 
I think of the lessons I've learned 
    The more a parent gives to their child 
        The more they receive from their child. 

When I think of you 
I think how blessed I am 
For God to bless me with you 
    To teach us to love as he loves us. 

When I think of you 
        My memories keep you alive 
   You are forever in my heart 
   Forever to be loved and missed ...

                                          Conan Doyle Alldredge
                                                         (C) 2005 
                      


   

        
   

         
                              
               When You feel Lonely 
         When a person you love passes away 
         Look to the night sky on a clear day. 
         The star that to you, appears to be bright, 
         Will be your loved one, 
         Looking upon you during the night. 
         The lights of heaven are what shows through 
         As your loved one watches all that you do. 
         When you feel lonely for the one that you love, 
         Look to the Heavens in the night sky above.
             


  
     

        
                
         



                          
                                                     

                                     
         



 W
HAT IS



A SON?


   A SON is someone wonderful

in many different ways,

He has a way of bringing

joyful moments to your days.

A SON shows you a special love

that comes from deep inside,

and as he grows to be a man,

he fills your heart with pride.

With every year that passes,

he's more special than before-

through every stage, through every age-

you love him even more. 





















 


Thanks Candy (Kelly's mom) for this beautiful surprise

 




We miss you now, our hearts are sore

As time goes by we miss you more 
   
   Your loving smile, your gentle face 

No one can fill your vacant place. 





 




 


                     A Child Loaned 
             
             "I'll lend you for a little time 
             A child of Mine," He said,
             "For you to love the while he lives, 
             And mourn for when he's dead. 
             It may be six or seven years 
             Or twenty-two or three, 
             But will you, till I call him back, 
             Take care of him for Me?
             He'll bring his charms to gladden you, 
             And should his stay be brief,
             You'll have his lovely memories
             As solace for your grief." 
           
             "I cannot promise he will stay,
             Since all from earth return. 
            But there are lessons taught down there
             I want this child to learn.
             I've looked this wide world over,
             In my search for teachers true.
      And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes,
             I have selected you.
             Now will you give him all your love,
             Not think the labor vain,
             Nor hate Me when I come to call
             And take him back again?" 
    
            
             I fancied that I heard them say,
             "Dear Lord, Thy will be done,
             For all the joy Thy child shall bring,
             The risk of grief we'll run. 
             We'll shelter him with tenderness,
             We'll love him while we may,
             And for the happiness we've known, 
             Forever grateful stay.
             But should the angels call for him,
             Much sooner than we planned, 
          We'll brave the bitter grief that comes,
             And try to understand." 






       
This beautiful smile will be 
   










To Remember Me 

At a certain moment, a doctor will determinate that 
my brain has ceased to function and that, for all intents
 and pusposes, my life has stopped. 

When that happens, do not attempt to install artificial 
life into my body by the use of a machine. And don’t call 
this my “ deathbed.” Call it my “bed of life,” and let my
body be taken from it to help others lead fuller lives. 

Give my sight to a man who has never seen a
sunrise, a baby’s face or love in the eyes of a woman. 

Give my heart to a person whose own heart 
has caused nothing but endless days of pain. 

Give my blood to the teenager who has been pulled 
from the wreckage of his car, so that  he might live to 
see his grandchildren play. 

Give my kidneys to one who depends on a machine
to exist from week to week. 

Takes my bones, every muscle, every fiber and nerve 
in my body, and find a way to make a crippled child walk. 

Explore every corner of my brain. Take my cells, if 
necessary, and let them grow so that someday a 
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