Antonia. Our mother.
A mother, a grandmother to all. She cared for everyone. She served everyone, with love. At her work place she was known as "la  Abuelita". Not because of her age, but because of her love to all. Antonia was happy to serve you, with her food, her sweet advise, a hug, a kiss, a prayer. Our mother showed to be humble. If someone was having a bad day, and did her wrong, she forgave them without resentment or even havng to appologize. She gave the other cheek. Like Christ. She may not have been wealthy, but the little he had she shared. I never saw her shed  tear, though I know her heart ached for the well of us all. Antonia was the strongest person I know. Though she had a hard life since the passing of her own mother at age 4. She was always very positive, and high spirited. We would not be who we are, or be where we are if it were not for this child of God.
Many may remember how she loved the outdoors, nature. I remember her climbing Yosemite with her cane like Moses. 
Gracias madre por dar me tu vida, y tu amor. Te quiero, te amo. Cada vez que me siento cansanda o dolor de pies. Me das la fuerza necesaria. Gracias a nuestro Santo Padre, por haberme dado la mejor  madre. Dios te tenga en su Gloria, Madre. Mamá